For an 18 month old, Mark sure does enjoy eating some out of the ordinary things.  For instance, he often comes back from the yard with his face covered in dirt and his mouth filled with mud.  I know eating dirt is not that crazy for a kid his age and that there maybe other babies out there who eat the same.  What’s funny about this is that this dirt usually finds its way into his next dirty diaper which makes for one messy, grainy, clean up.  Recently, William mentioned that he found Mark lying face down on the concrete, trying to suck up the water that comes out of the air conditioner exhaust.  Gross! 

Oh, and Mark has taken to eating ice, a trait he has picked up from his dad (William chews ice almost all day, everyday).  He hands me an empty cup and points to the ice maker.  Once he has gotten his cup of crushed ice, he goes and sits in front of the T.V. happily munching on his cold treat.  It’s amusing how such a simple treat (if it can be called a treat) can please the boy.

And now for the main story…

Mark is often at my feet when I start making dinner, pulling and complaining and hovering… he’s almost comparable to a begging puppy.  On day, in order to appease him and get him out of my way, I gave him half of the lemon that I had just squeezed.  To my surprise he ate it… rind, pits, and all!

All smiles.

In your face.

Pucker up.

What’s left of the lemon!