Green, preferably!

Up until 8 months he loved sitting out on the deck in his high chair and eating while everyone else did – it made him feel like a big boy.. and he showed that’s what he thought with the big smiles he had on his face each and every meal!

One morning rather than munch down his toast with a smile on his face – he couldn’t help leaning over the edge of his high chair. We all thought he was just full of beans and wanted to get out and play.. which was unusual but feasible. He had one hand and his head hanging over the edge of the high chair, while the other arm was aimlessly reaching for another cube of toast. No matter how many times we sat him up, each time he would lean back over again.

When everyone else finished I was sitting outside with him – enjoying the sunshine and eating my breakfast also. All of a sudden the door swung open so I hopped up to shut it.

When I sat back in my seat – no more than a minute later, half of his breakfast was gone! No way he could have eaten it so quickly… and that left me pondering what happened to the rest of it. He was still sitting in his high chair, hanging over the edge, and looking at the ground.

Not a minute later I spotted something move in the garden next to me, and stood up to see what it was. The second I stood up to have a look – out of the garden sprinted my sisters Miniature Fox Terrier! She ran toward my nephews high chair, and he threw her a handful of toast.. I couldn’t believe my eyes! She quickly scoffed down all of the cubes of toast and ran back into the garden.

That explained why my nephew was leaning over his highchair, and where his toast disappeared too.. but where did the two of them learn this fun little game?

No sooner than I asked myself the question; his Nana stepped out of the door. ‘Candy!’ she yelled, and over ran the little Fox Terrier to clean up the remnants of the piece of toast she was tossed.

Who’s to blame for this little game?
Nana!