Would you like to take a guess as to who found a bag of his big brother's cheerios left laying around?
I'd been so carefully feeding him puffs because they melt easier and quicker in your mouth, but apparently Colt's been chomping at the bit to eat big boy snacks.
He was so kind as to offer me fistfuls, but that one stuck on his chin. That one's off limits. He's saving that for later.