Earlier this week, I injured my back and was on bed rest, or couch rest if you will. That meant Scott was in charge of getting HtT to sleep. Unfortunately, Henry already has VERY discriminating tastes, and would not fall asleep this evening without the smoky aroma, cherry undertones and pleasant mouth-feel of Momma, vintage 1977.
1 comment:
awe, baby loves mommy!
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