Grape Pixy Sticks

I kept Asher – my grandson – on Friday so his mom could take his sister, Reagan, out to get something to eat and go to the bookstore. Reagan had earned her white belt in karate and gotten all As on her report card so it was a special trip with her mom all to herself – except baby Finn. 
Anyway, this was Asher’s face 10 seconds after I poured 1/3 of a grape Pixy Stick into his mouth. He obviously loved it and asked me to do it over and over. 

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