Giggly piggly.

Giggly piggly.

Lunchtime is equal parts giggles and wiggles and maybe sometimes some carrots.

Giggles sometimes are so intense that tongues hang out a little weird. And by the way? Someone’s cowlick is a lot out of whack.

Every now and again I wonder who has more fun during the lunchtime attacks.

And then I think…

Doesn’t matter.

:)

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