These are the moments

I think I could have filmed part of our evening as an advertisement for having children. We were driving along, blasting ZZTop (at Jacob’s request) so he could do his “robot dance.” He was rocking out in his car seat and yells out: “I’m a hot sauce! I’m a smoothie! I’m a toaster!”
Yes, I totally dig that.
It.
Was.
Rad.

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