January 28

After dinner tonight, Brady disappeared into the kitchen and I heard the fridge open. A moment later, I heard a thunk followed by an explanation from the previously-mentioned snack seeker: a cup of yogurt fell out. So he proceeded to put the non-spilled yogurt in a bowl along with a different kind of yogurt.

He came back to the family room, sat down, and then sprang back up again a moment later and exclaimed "I thought I saw some bacon in there." The fridge opened yet again, and he returned a minute later with his yogurt and bacon combo.

And he ate the whole bowl.

I could just be grossed out (and I still am, at least a little bit), but I'm more amused by his creativity. And I'm also oddly pleased that he was willing to consume such a strange dish, because he's always had a rather picky palate. So today, I'm thankful that he's willing to try new things, because being adaptable is a blessing.