C'mon break out your British accent and repeat after me....HAAAAAAAHHHMMMThat is what Grayson calls any round piece of lunchmeat-ham. The past 3 weeks he has been on a bologna kick, oh sorry, "ham" kick and this is how much he loves it:
We tried not to pee our pants as he declared "Taa Daaa" in the middle of dinner last night ( a feat in and of itself for all of us to be at the table together these days, it felt right and well missed). I take a look and there he had his bologna holding high onto the edge of the table! Nut! And he was so proud of himself, the ultimate magic trick. Even Triston was laughing. Then he proceeded to kiss the bologna (see above).
I am totally grossed out by bologna so this is quite the sight for me. And to think weeks ago he was dipping it into ranch dressing. Gross. But somehow he makes it look cute, huh?
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