Somehow, we made out with an entire pecan pie from Thanksgiving dinner.
(I'm just going to attribute it to my favorite daughter-in-law status. Good thing I don't have much competition.)
I was nice enough to save the last piece for Brandon. And by last "piece", I'm talking a good quarter of the pie, y'all. Anything smaller would be classified as a "bite" by Brandon.
So, here he is, enjoying his piece of pie, which was already two-thirds consumed at this point:
Told you it was big.
So big, in fact, he just had to eat it like a sandwich.
So here you go, Mason. Never let Brandon give you a hard time for not using utensils again.
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