Charley is baking apple pie right now. He came back from the store with a bag of pumpkins too and methinks they’ll meet the same demise. For some reason the pumpkins came with a painting kit, so I painted the bruised apple. He is appropriately personifying my current mood of sad/tired because I am sick with a sore throat. Ug kids, they pass germs at lightening speed.
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