
I know he is a sloppy drinker, but I had no idea this was what he was perpetrating in the backseat this afternoon. He was cranky, I passed him the cup, he was quiet. Luckily it was only water and we were on our way home anyway. I actually don't think he was crying about being wet. It was more about the fact that I pushed our afternoon outing a bit too long, and he was ready for dinner. A quick change to dry clothes and then a quick reheat of some leftover chili solved this problem. John came home in the middle of this drama and said he'd take us out for dinner. Ed finished his first dinner at home and then had his Teddy Graham dessert while we had sandwiches and fries. Actually he had the grahams while we waited for our meals. Once he saw the fries, he demanded that we share. When he saw John dipping his in ketchup he was intrigued. So John dipped one and then handed it to him. Ed put it in his mouth a bit tentatively, sucked for a bit without letting go and then pulled it back out for another dip in the ketchup. And another generation is introduced to the all-American condiment. Uncle Joe will be so proud!