In the afternoon between lunch & dinner

we have a snack. 

Today, we watched Conrad's favorite show while we had our snack. He danced around on the couch and sang along to the songs. He made sure to put his snack in both of his hands and also in his mouth. He grabbed a heaping handful of it and stuffed his face with it. He offered some to me, I declined. Really, deep down I knew he was just being polite but was hoping to have it all to himself. Which he did. He squished it, crinkled it, pulled it apart, and smelled it. 

He didn't stop eating his snack until the container was completely empty. Then he shamelessly licked the inside, just in case there were any salty-delicious tidbits left at the bottom of the container. 

Sometimes when I'm enjoying a bag of spicy lime Cheetos, I too want to fill both hands with my Cheetos (for safe keeping), and lick the inside of the bag. I too make that same confused, sad face when it's all gone. I feel your pain buddy. But trust me, there's more sea weed snack where that came from.

Mommy will hook you up.

Here he is dancing to his favorite show. 

{it gets good right around the 1 minute mark.}