Quoted By: >>67102695 >>67102759
>>67102123
>be me
>be lucy
>cooking at home
>making some bombass lemon cream bars for church bakesale
>they taste way better than that cunt martha's shitty coconut cupcakes
>my utterly adorable 6 year old son wanders into the kitchen, curiously looking around as I work
>ask him if he wants to help
>nearly die of cuteness overload as those beautiful emerald oceans in his eyes shine and he nods eagerly
>just have him just put away anything im done using
>never seen someone look so proud of themselves for putting away milk and sugar
>"Whoops! I brought out too many lemons! Here you go Greenie."
>hand him the extra lemon
>turn around
>IMMEDIATELY hear a crunch that sounds like it came out of the b-tier horror movie i watched with anon a few days ago when the kids were having a sleepover at trish's
>turn around
>my son just fucking chomped down half of the lemon I gave him
>what the fuck
>"Greene. Dear?"
>he just looks up at me, slowly chewing half of the lemon
>he's not even cringing
>"I wanted you to put that away. Not... uhm... eat."
>he does a cute little awkward shuffle as he mutters an apology
>"It's okay there's nothing to be done, you can just throw-"
>he fucking chomps back down onto the other half of the lemon before i can finish
>mfw
>be me
>be lucy
>cooking at home
>making some bombass lemon cream bars for church bakesale
>they taste way better than that cunt martha's shitty coconut cupcakes
>my utterly adorable 6 year old son wanders into the kitchen, curiously looking around as I work
>ask him if he wants to help
>nearly die of cuteness overload as those beautiful emerald oceans in his eyes shine and he nods eagerly
>just have him just put away anything im done using
>never seen someone look so proud of themselves for putting away milk and sugar
>"Whoops! I brought out too many lemons! Here you go Greenie."
>hand him the extra lemon
>turn around
>IMMEDIATELY hear a crunch that sounds like it came out of the b-tier horror movie i watched with anon a few days ago when the kids were having a sleepover at trish's
>turn around
>my son just fucking chomped down half of the lemon I gave him
>what the fuck
>"Greene. Dear?"
>he just looks up at me, slowly chewing half of the lemon
>he's not even cringing
>"I wanted you to put that away. Not... uhm... eat."
>he does a cute little awkward shuffle as he mutters an apology
>"It's okay there's nothing to be done, you can just throw-"
>he fucking chomps back down onto the other half of the lemon before i can finish
>mfw