Every once in a while, Ian decides to pick up his food and feed me, instead of himself. I have learned to be wary, however, because he often finds it humorous to fake the act. He'll offer the food to me, letting it get right up to my lips, and then pull it back and devour it while laughing. I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine:
1 comment:
thats so funny.
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