Most of these comments and emails had to do with how clean my kitchen was at the time. And of course, how cute little Maddy Rae Rae was in the sink. Because my little cream cheese filled babies are delicious. I could still spread them on a cracker and nibble them.
Dooooods, I have to be honest. My kitchen was not clean. I crop things out. Or stop snapping pics long enough to pick up and make things look more appealing. You know, the single arm swipe across the counter to scooch everything down. That way I only remember the good times in the photo and not how messy my house was in the moment.
Need proof? It just so happens I have it.
Let’s play spot the differences.