On Christmas day Maggie was introduced to Grover. Instead of using him as a measuring tool (as we've done in the past) she was more interested in eating him.
It's hard to tell because of the big, furry paw in her mouth, but she's smiling to beat the band.
She loves him so much, but I can't help but think of this sketch from The State every time I look at these photos.
Does that make me a bad mother?
1 comment:
No because the State is awesome. :D
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