I absolutely love this photo, mostly because of the extreme irony in it.
(And the fact it so perfectly shows off my hard monogramming labor!)
You see, I HATE hotdogs.
Gag, Bleck, Yuck, DISGUSTING!!
I find everything about them to be utterly grotesque.
So much so, I wouldn't even allow Perry to eat them. Bad Mom award me... I don't even care on this one.
But Perry's Daddy thought it was vitally important that our son experience the American Food of Choice.
And our little stinker LOVES them!
He actually ate TWO at this particular party.
It icks me out every time he eats one.
But, even so, I can't get over how ridiculously cute he is puttin' one down.
....Stupid hot dog inventor....