My mom bought me a new bib when we were on vacation in the desert. It was pretty smart of her because I was ruining all of my other bibs with squash and yam droolings that didn't quite make it into my stomach. I like my bib a lot because it has kiss marks on it just like the ones my grammy leaves all over me when she sees me.
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I hope you didn't paint that on her face.
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