Mercy really likes shells and cheese. Many times we give her a little bowl and by the time we sit down with our own food she is already asking for more. Of course the shells always taste better eaten off of fingers rather than a fork. She sure doesn't like tomatoes though.Right now I am asking Mercy herself what she wants to tell people about herself.
Chris: Mercy, what would you like to say about yourself?
Mercy: I'm nice.
Chris: What else?
Mercy: I'm good and soft
Chris: What does that mean?
Mercy: It means I'm good and soft.
Chris: Is there anything else you'd like to say?
Mercy: Whatevaza.
There you have it.
