While out for lunch today, we brought along a little container of “puffs” for Holden.  Well, he tore through those and had eaten nearly all of them by the time our nachos arrived.  On a bit of a whim, we decided to give him little bits of what we had:  tiny bits of corn chips, melted cheese, sips of water from Papa’s pint glass…

He ate everything.

At one point, A. offered him her pickle, thinking that he would turn away from it.  But he put it directly into his mouth and tried to bite off rather a large chunk.  Then he tried to go back for more.

Greedy little duck, that boy.