Monday, June 01, 2009

I'm a Messy Child

Without fail, whenever I'm eating, Daddy says, "Hannah, you're a messy child."

"I not a messy chi-ld. You a messy chi-ld, Daddy." I respond.

But, after looking at this picture, there is clear proof "I'm a messy chi-ld." And since there is no picture of Daddy looking this way after his meal, I have no support to my claim. Daddy wins. But though he won, I'm sure he's the one who missed out on the fun!

"Say Cheesebuwga!"