Apparently we named Charlie right. Just like my Dad he loves football,watermelon and Parmesan cheese, which if you can't tell he ate off the floor tonight. The story goes like this... I was making dinner and Charlie was sitting on the stool watching, he asked for some of the parmesan cheese I was using but after the 5TH handful of straight cheese, I took it away from him. I guess he had spilled some on the floor because after a few minutes of silence I found him on the floor eating it. I might add that it was a freshly moped floor. Silly kid!
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