Pre-meal snacks are for losers. I attack every meal with zeal and gusto. Utensils? Pah, who needs em. God gave me two hands for the very purpose of shoveling food into my mouth as fast as possible. He also gave me a Daddy to clean those hands when I'm done with them. See? He thought of everything!
Eating like I do uses up a lot of energy though and once I'm full, sleep sometimes gets me before I can escape my highchair. Mommy apparently thinks this is funny enough to share with you all.
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