I know that I am a little late posting these, but what can you expect? I'm a baby and have limited access to my mom's laptop. Anyway, a few weekends ago, my parents took me to Downtown Disney for lunch and to walk around. Lunch was pretty good, but my favorite part was when the waitress gave me my own plastic spoon to hold. Mom and Dad thought it was great because I was so into holding the spoon, they were able to eat their lunch in peace...until it was time to go and Dad tried to take the spoon away from me. I was not having any of it and proceeded to hold the spoon, clenched extremely tightly in my fist, for the next three hours. If you look closely in the below photos, you can see the spoon in each one.
I think my mom took this picture right when they tried to take my spoon away for the third time:
Seeing Mickey helped to cheer me up a little, although I still have my spoon!
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