I be a lawyer, you be the judge....
That's pretty cool. That reminds me of my 4 year old who kept sneaking out to the garden to pick and eat peas last summer. What's wrong with kids these days?
Have him try the uncooked trimmed stalks, delicious!
When I was young I loved carrots, but it took until I was an adult to like Broccoli.
I like nothing better than a freakish child. Because they come in small packages they aren't yet as annoying as freakish adults. They're usually very intelligent -- the freakish children that is, not the adults. They are dolts. The good news is that the freakish child usually does not grow up to be a freakish adult. Freakish adults are nasty and mean as children. I know this based on strictly controlled experimentation and scientific observation. Infinities of love to all freakish children, Lola, Who Now Declares Herself a Behavioral Scientist
That's hilarious. I think I'd drop down in a dead faint if my son did the same thing!
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