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Happiness Is... A Sticky Sucker Firmly in Hand.
After a fun filled afternoon at a friend's Birthday party, Micah passed out on the way home, all the while never losing grip of his new green sucker.
See, suckers are a "sometimes food" in our house, not because I am some crazy sugar nazi, but because it is a pain in the ass trying to clean melted sucker off a two year old.
I'd rather make sweet sweet love to a porcupine, than clean up a sucker ridden toddler.
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