On Friday night we went to dinner with Mamoo, Papoo, Great Grandma Mimi and a couple friends. Jacob was devouring his quesadillas when one of our friends asked me if he had been crying. I immediately said no because he hadn't frowned or made a sad sound the entire time.
Then I took at his face and saw one lone tear falling down his cheek. The only explanation I could think of is that my child loves to eat so much that he cries for joy when he has a good meal.
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