Last night I baked a banana bread as we had some very overly ripe bananas. After it finished cooking, I took it out of the oven and set it on top of the stove. Philip asked to see it so I picked him up. I then told him I was going to get a toothpick to poke it with to see if it was done.
He said, "I want to do it. I'm a good toothpicker!"
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Better that than a nose picker. (Emma's favorite activity these days.)
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