Owen is two today. He got a new kitchen complete with fake allergens (ie cheese, egg, pizza). So Max "boiled" an egg and served us cheese and pizza.
David and I like to laugh about things like this. Are we sadistic? "Son, go play with your allergens."
At one of the local malls the play area used to be in a breakfast theme. Huge soft waffles and long pieces of bacon and a huge, puffy fried egg. When we would go there we used to ask Max if he wanted to go jump on some allergens. Are we sick or what?
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