We really, really, really do attempt to encourage Edgar to eat with utensils.  We really do.  But if he’s not applying sauce like lotion to his arms or marinading his extremities in his latest bowl of soup, he’s using food items as props–for example, a breakfast sausage as a cigar (and I blame that corn cob pipe-smoking Frosty, not Castro, for his knowing what a cigar is).  Some day we will find this all very amusing (if we don’t already–wink, wink)!



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