Chocolate

The other day, while Steve was leaving to run to the grocery store, I asked him to pick me up some dark chocolate that I could eat a square of after dinner to satisfy my sweet tooth without eating a cake.  He just picked up a bar that was on sale without much thought.  But it was SO GOOD.  When we went to the store today, I made sure to get another one.  Wm also loves chocolate and peppermint, so I told him if he ate a good dinner I'd give him a couple squares.  After he ate it, he said this:

THAT WAS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER TASTED.  I WISH THE WORLD WAS MADE OF IT SO I COULD EAT THE ENTIRE PLANET.

Wm has clearly inherited my sophisticated chocolate palate.

Wm's new love