Snyder-Family: Potato Face

Monday, February 9, 2009

Potato Face

Jack was really sick again this weekend, we found out he had RSV. He slept all day Friday and didn't eat a thing, so on Saturday he felt a little bit better and told me he wanted mashed potato's with no gravy. I gladly obliged, and gave the little peanut his bowl of potato's. A few minutes later when I checked on him, this is what I found...

He never actually said he was going to eat the potato's, just that he wanted them.

3 comments:

mtak said...: Love it! Hey, at least he didnt turn it into yellow snow.; February 9, 2009 at 5:58 PM
Angi Snyder said...: True. We had to go over those rules again btw...no yellow snow in the front yard includes the side yards, you can only pee out back.; February 9, 2009 at 9:12 PM
Lyndsy Tippetts said...: so funny! poor little jack. i hope he gets better soon!; February 10, 2009 at 7:06 AM

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Monday, February 9, 2009

Potato Face

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