This little fellow has a love of treasure hunting in the garbage can. He finds all sorts of wonderful things which I tell him are yucky and eww! He happily parrots my words, but then at the next opportune moment will go back to see if he can find any more goodies.
Yesterday I think his quest in trash picking was reaffirmed.
What did he find much to his delight?
Two lonely marshmallows leftover from our holiday marshmallow roast. Sigh. You should have seen his face. He was so pleased with himself. He learned that his mommy and daddy don't know everything. He was right. There are untold treasures to be found in that forbidden place beyond the fridge.