While hanging out with the Finnster this weekend he put a single grape in his mouth and held it there in his cheek like a chipmunk for thirty minutes as he watched Elmo. Worried he might choke on it, I made him spit it out (finally) and he immediately cried out, “More grape!” with longing. Instead I gave him some freshly baked banana bread which he promptly bit into then spit out. Hey, thanks kid.
He also, well, there is no delicate way to put this- he has discovered his nose. As in, the nostrils. I was driving him home when I looked back in the rear-view mirror and saw him with a finger up his nose as he gazed out the window. “Hey, what’s that in your nose?” I asked him to which he laughed and stuck his other finger up his other nostril. Awesome. Please, just don’t eat boogers. I beg of you.