the other day i had henry sitting in the bumbo on the counter (yes, i had my eye on him the whole time). i saw gerrit go somewhere on a mission. gerrit came back over, scoots over his kitchen stool, takes out the kleenex he just went to get and proceeds to wipe the big booger off his brother's face. that's love.
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