Lollipop bliss...

After a quick rainshower thanks to Tropical Storm Noel, we were ready to go back to my brother's house. Daniel quickly looked over his treats, and grabbed a lollipop. His first one ever, much to the chagrin of my brother who thinks his candy-less life thus far is tantamount to child abuse.

Well, cancel the call to DCF. Bliss is a three-year-old enjoying his first-ever lollipop.

 
 
 
 

 



He didn't even put it down to eat cake. He has two hands, after all...