I like chewing on things at my mom’s parents house…
Give Me A D, Give Me An O, Give Me A G!

I like chewing on things at my mom’s parents house…
This is our Beagle, Bagel, who for the second time in a month or so got up on the table to go through my shopping bags to locate WRAPPED containers of sprinkles, (passing up other food items like peanut butter and Poptarts) to rip them to shreds and eat part of the packaging. He has sprinkle issues.
I ate moms wedding ring & it had to be surgically removed from my tummy
Editor’s note: for better or for worse.
I just couldn’t wait for the frosting!
Editor’s note: and that stuff is expensive! Like $8/loaf!!
Thank God tampons aren’t made of chocolate.
Curiosity killed the monkey.
Mom’s not home? Let’s get into as much trouble as possible!
Editor’s note: oh my goodness, look at the little matching dunce caps!!
I’m Romi and I get into the pantry every day.
Russell chewed my brand new yoga mat before I even took it out of the packaging!