This was the first year that I thought Henry would appreciate April's Fools Day. I waited until lunchtime and delivered him...
a "fried egg".
I got him for just a minute...he was on the verge of a wining protest...and then he got it.
And enjoyed it.
So much so that he wanted a "fried egg" for dinner and several meals after that.
I got him!
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