I was fixing Carson a snack (avocado/Swiss baguette) and jumped the gun by saddling him in to his booster seat just as I was taking them out of the oven. The snacks needed time to cool, but as I explained this to him he looked at me like I was evil. I started scouting out the cupboard for some crackers or raisons to tide him over when I heard “CRUNCH.” I turned to see Carson had taken matters in to his own hands after realizing he was reaching distance from the fruit/veggie bowl on the kitchen island. Good thing he didn’t grab the Walla Walla onion.
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