Letters of Love written while surviving in the Jungle of Motherhood
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Pup-oni
Dear Caden,
You are devouring pizza when suddenly you stop. You lift up your shirt and point to your nipple informing me that it was a, "pup-oni!" Close. Mommy is now picking off the rest of the pepperoni on her pizza.
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