A little glimpse into lunch at our house. Eccentricities and all.
Cole chilling with his legs up like a boss man. Out of all the fruits and veggies on the plate he decides to dip his ginger snap into the ranch dressing. Nasty.
My niece Emma was over for the day. She insisted on eating with a flashlight next to her. What, doesn't everyone do that?
Fin whittled his gingersnap into a triangle and stuck it in his mouth claiming he had a sharks tooth.
While I was cleaning up lunch, I looked over and Emma had made sure spiderman was getting nourishment as well. The mouths to feed in this house are multiplying. This isn't a homeless shelter for forlorn comic book heroes and panda bears. We're not made of gold here.
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