My naughty Mama has been trying to pin the blame for the disappearance of chocolate in the house on me by putting up photos of me with chocolate all over my mouth. I can confirm that there is only one true chocolate monster in the house and it is definitely of the Mama variety.

On a side note, I’ve been learning to run. Not perfect at it yet and I have a tendency to stretch my arms out in front of me like a demented zombie from a crappy horror flick but I’m getting there.