The kids have gotten in the habit of eating with their fingers. We've been broken records trying to break them of it. Well, this morning, Everett dropped a piece of waffle on the floor. He carefully climbed down to get it. He then paused, grabbed his fork and used his other hand to help the fork scoop it off the floor. Well, I suppose that's right, but it made me giggle.
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