So when Collin arrived, the kids had way too much fun with him. I mean this in the literal sense. When we were making s'mores in the back yard, we turned around to find Ben helpfully "feeding" Collin a giant marshmallow. And by feeding, I mean shoving it into his mouth. Yeah. I'm pretty sure Margaret is relieved to be away from the crazy giant toddlers that love to attack her tiny 10 pound son.
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