Allison LOVES chocolate. She doesn’t love it like, “Oh, how are you? So good to see you!”. She loves it like the Cookie Monster loves cookies. It could be partly my fault, I drank at least 1 glass of chocolate milk almost every day when I was pregnant with her. Maybe she has just always been a chocolate lover and it was her controlling my thoughts to drink the chocolate milk.
It is like the chocolate calls to her. She found Nathan’s on Valentine’s day (see below). The other day we made some chocolate milk and I left the nes-quick on the counter, where I thought it was out of reach. Clever Climbing Allison pulled up one of her little chairs to the counter, swiped the container, got the lid off, and began shoveling powder into her face.
She is a mess, a intelligent, beautiful, silly little mess.
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