Andy & I went to Nat & Casey's house for dinner tonight. The moment we walked in, we found Benson up on the kitchen counter just rubbing his eyes and screaming bloody murder. I guess he had climbed up on the counter, put soap on his hand, and then rubbed his eyes. You can't really tell in the picture, but his eyes were pretty red. The poor boy.
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