Sometimes I forget about the things Tylor had done until I start going through pictures. One day last December we were meeting with my aunts and uncles to to talk about buying the farm (that is another post for another day) I was waiting until the last possible moment to get Tylor dressed and I'm glad I did because when I when to get him dressed I discovered he had gotten into the butter. I quickly took him to the bathroom and gave him a bath so we weren't too terribly late.
The picture doesn't do justice the amount of butter he had in his hair. I didn't get pictures of the couch but there was almost an entire sick smeared under and on one off the cushions. Needless to say he was affectionately called "butter boy" that night.
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