Laughing, Iris watches Keaton shove a handful of the lasagna into his mouth, smearing the beef and sauce all over his cheeks. "You know, surprisingly? He's a neater eater than my cousin was at that age. She used to smear her food everywhere, just because she thought it was funny," she chuckles. "Cleaning up after her was such a pain, but she was so cute when she did it I couldn't say mad."
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