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| "Mmmmm," Bo says. "Grasses is very very nom, nom, crunch, crunch, nom!" |
Let me be clear: We do NOT have Bo on a vegetarian diet. Just sometimes--mostly when he's sick to his tummy--the world becomes a giant salad bar to him. He favors bright green blades of grass to the exclusion of just about every thing else. And normally I yank him away--I have it on good authority that the green doesn't feel so good (in other words I've seen the greens coming out of either end), but I had my phone in my hand, and it cracked me up as an if-it's-good-for-mommy-moment from the Bo-Bo. That is all.
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