Little B snuggled into his mother contentedly as they watched Disney's Beauty and the Beast. The story unfolded and little B straightened, his eyes rapt as the villagers grabbed their shovels and pitchforks.
"Let's get the beast!" They shouted.
"Get the beast!"
"Let's get the beast!"
Little B touched Simone's forearm and informed her, very seriously, "They're going to get pizza."
... maybe he was hungry?
No comments:
Post a Comment