Of Smurfs, that is.
In my family (and probably others), anytime you cross a cattle guard you need to lift up your feet and touch a screw. Otherwise, you risk murdering a precious little
Smurf.
I am very diligent about this. Cade & Jackson are very conscious about little lives in their hands.
Aaron...not so much.
It's like he deliberately "forgets".
So yesterday, as we were driving home from Vegas, I informed him that he was a Smurf killer.
From the back of the van we hear:
"SMURF COOKIE!"
Apparently, Cade is not so worried about the life of a Smurf.
Which is probably why I have pictures of him doing this
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