When Gramma and Grampa Wiseman came to visit and build our swing set, Gramma brought some really yummy brownies with her. Before they went home, she left two brownies for us. One for Daddy and one for me. I had mine almost right away, but Daddy saved his for later. Well, one afternoon I saw it on the counter and just couldn't help myself. I ate Daddy's brownie! Mommy saw this and started laughing and had me tell her phone what I did. Thankfully, Daddy wasn't mad at me for eating his brownie. It was sooo good!
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