This evening at supper Paxton managed to fill his ear with refried beans. We were having finger food as usual for a Sunday evening, and for Paxton finger food means both-hands full of food. He was scooping beans onto his corn chip, using his left hand to pack them on as the pile got close to the edge of his plate, when Anya gave a squawk from my lap. Kenrick and Anthony, ever the dramatics, clapped their hands on their ears in mock agony. Paxton followed suit. Beans in the ear.
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