My toddler, while eating steak with blood and juice of it dripping down his chin... and running past the living room, bumped into my wine glass and there's wine everywhere. We laughed, looked at each other and said, "Well, he sure is our offspring." Hahaha. Bullish on my kid.

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Wait. Update. He doesn't "eat" it. He runs a sophisticated operation where he chews all the juice and flavour out of it... and then gives the dried up morsel to our chihuahua/poodle who isn't allowed cooked meat.

Steak bandits.

Toddler life. πŸ˜†πŸ™ƒπŸ€™βš‘οΈ

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