I don’t know where he got the crumbs on his head, but Mr. Sunshine wore them proudly all afternoon.
“I helped mom. You didn’t.” Everyone ignored him.
I keep a sturdy stool next to the sink where I work so that curious kitties can watch the process without, theoretically, jumping up on the counter and into the big bowl of stuffing. Mr. Sunshine, known for his adventures, managed to stay out of trouble on Christmas Day.
But at the last minute he decided to make a face at me. I expected to see him stick out his tongue. He’s a silly guy.
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