He fills taco shells with meat and cheese (because vegetables are gross, as are all condiments except ketchup) and then eats the meat and cheese, leaving the empty shell to eat last. (And he does this over and over again, since it's not unusual for him to consume six to eight tacos in a sitting.)
It's quirky, but Brady is definitely a quirky kid. He does random, spontaneous dances that make me laugh aloud and makes random sounds that are distinctly his own, but also decidedly reminiscent of his biggest brother. So for the blessings of him being himself and of the ways he reminds me of my Sunshine, I'm thankful.
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