"I'm missing my moose," Trevor told me just now.
"What moose?"
"This moose." and he pointed to his upper lip. I didn't know he had one.
I should have known because he asked me to draw a picture of Poppa and to not forget the moose-juice (or something like that.) And, I recently read him the Moose-tache book about a Moose with an out of control mustache.
1 comment:
that is SO great! What a hoot!
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