Tonight we all sat down to watch this documentary on the terrifying effects of fast food. Tate and I were the only ones who stayed up to finish it. --He tried to go to bed with only 24 minutes left of the movie. I WOULD NOT LET HIM! ha!
Anyways….we were watching the part where they are asking kids questions in the schools and how so much of cafeteria food comes straight from a box. They mentioned a company, and I was going to get online to see if it was the same as the boys’ school. Tate says to me, “I think it’s, uhhhh, its called PET, yea PET!!” I said, “No, that’s just the brand of the milk”, to which he quickly replies, “No, they make everything…milk, ice cream, little fudge pops….”
Oh Tate, my little baby calf, I love you!
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LOL!!!!
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