The little fella is the closest to perfect one could ever wish a small child to be, with folds of soft, plump, kissable, pink skin in all the right places... He bellows with laughter at farty sounds, so one can be blowing raspberries for hours on end and still get rewarded with the beautiful sound of fresh peels of giggles every time.
A true, rare delight.
We are watching Despicable Me. And laughing.
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