Face painting at the school carnival
Eeeep. Eeeep. Eeeep. Unauthorized intruder alert.
Who needs forks when you've got a spatula?
He does this sort of thing a lot. Last week he carefully carried the remnants of a pear crisp over to the table, where he sat down and proceeded to dig in before being busted by Mommy. You'd think he'd just eat wherever he found the food, but no, one must maintain *standards*.
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