Tuesday, December 4, 2007


Candy, pretzels, cookies, crackers, ice cream, pudding - anything.

No, my little guy grunts and groans and makes me follow him to the pantry. Words are few, but that grunting is unmistakeable. He wants something.


Canned Corn.

He holds the bowl as if it is the most coveted treat. One by one he picks up those kernels and jams them into his mouth. I can watch him eat for hours. What amazes me is how the speed changes. Slow motion when trying to pinch a kernel and as soon as he has it, warp speed to his mouth. I took about 30 pictures and laughed the whole time. He loved it. Well, until I cut up the tomatoes for taco night, then the corn had a friend.

1 comment:

Judy said...

You are darling...