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Ice Cream Cake
Zackary and I were enjoying a little left over ice cream cake from my birthday. I figured I had a minute to run and check email really quick, he was contained in a chair and happily eating. I return about 2 minutes later and find this. The ice cream had been smeared all over the tray (I believe he was finger painting) shoes were off, Otis was cleaning up the floor, and he happily says to me "Otis got it!" This is our battle everyday, Otis eating, not only scraps but half our meals, and he is supposed to be on a diet. I couldn't help but to laugh.
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