The Grape Treatment
Got my shades and my stroll - ready, set, go!
Amelia spent a solid hour swimming in our rooftop pool before her hunger took hold. But while diving into her box of raisins, the box took hold instead, and she was quickly getting frustrated. Mommy to the rescue!
And this is how she repays me?!
Ah, much better! Closest I'll ever get to Queen-dangling-grape-treatment. Errrr, whatever it's called. Next time, I'll make sure to bring the fan too.
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