8 days to go

Instead of sending pictures, Mom sent aunt Vanessa a taunting email about all of the yummy foods she had for dinner. Note: she had them. She did not share. Instead she opened up three cans of wet yummy goodness for me, the runt and the girl so that we would leave her yummies alone.

Yes, it worked. We are pathetic slobs who love the wet yummy goodness with a passion that is as unbridled as the birds nesting outside our windows.