I hate capers. I don't want them on my food.
Thank you for your time.
Oh, and here's photos from Tuesday, the first day of school. Mandatory, you know. Photos and school.
The eighth grader. This one is taller than me, has bigger hands, eats twice what I do, and yet I still outweigh him by a few bowling balls. Why?
The third grader. This one is shorter than me, still snuggly, eats slower than cold tar, and puts all of his money in the bank. Why?
These two still go to Taco Bell a lot. Why? I'll tell you why. Because it's delicious.
No capers at Taco Bell.