Maybe if I try real hard, this floor will start to taste yummy.
I’m foaming just daydreaming about the floor turning into a barrel of peanut butter.
Also, Mamma says sorry she wasn’t able to comment on your blogs yesterday. She said sometimes the kiddos (and me?!) keep her too busy and there just isn’t enough time to get around to everything. On top of it, the Italiano was snoring so loudly that she barely slept the night before. He really was loud – I heard him all the way downstairs!
Have a great weekend, friends.
~ Coccolino the foaming mini pig lost in mini pig peanut butter dreams