I have this nephew who comes over about once each week.  He’s a little stinker, that’s for sure.  He’s very boisterous, always on the move.  You just can’t help but love him.  He will wrap his arms around me and plant a big kiss on my cheek…and out of the blue. 

Every time he comes over he eats….alot.  He’s a tiny boy with a huge appetite.  There are these certain type of potato chips that he loves…the very hot kind.  The hotter the better!  Last Sunday I went to the grocery and bought me some of my favorite hot potato chips.  I went out the following day.  All day I kept thinking about was how good those chips would taste.  When I got home, I went straight to the cabinet with the chips and guess what I found.  I found a bag, almost empty, with only crumbs in the bottom.

He also always wants fried potatoes.  He loves them…with ketchup.

What a stinker.