I am not sure what this is all about...creepy creatures in the general vicinity of our grill, but I am thinking it is mighty good timing on my part...the George Foreman Grill, that is. Jacob and Brynne mustered the courage to look at him up close and personal,
but I prefer the online viewing.
Gregg seems to think he is...dead. I guess the "scraper-offer" will know that for sure at some point in the future. And I am oh so thankful that
Brynne picked shrimp stir fry for her birthday dinner!