and cookies just aren’t cookies without a cheesy face and green sprinkles.

… because I pregame for toddlerhood.

Ok, ok… so I know the beam is like the “girl” gymnastic event or whatevs, but it’s totally not my fault that my playground doesn’t have the still rings. Plus you don’t want to see me bust out my inverted iron cross – it’s like watching a blond Blaine Wilson.

I making French fries!