This weekend Gram Cracker a.k.a. Grandma Jam came for a visit and everyone stayed up way too late. I crawled in bed Sunday morning with my smallest snuggle buggle and cozied right up to wake him up. He turned around to kiss my cheek and I was immediately blown away by the worst smell I have smelled in a really long time. His Breath! I told him he had bad breath and to not breathe on me and he replied, “I sleep with my mouth open you know. Something must have crawled in there.” Yeah, crawled in there and died!
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