Driving With Crackers

As anyone with a child older than 6 months can tell you, you're never able to go anywhere without one of the following snacks at your disposal: Goldfish, Cheerios or some sort of granola bars. Chris is actually very fond of what he calls "Breakfast Cookies," actually just thinly-veiled generic brand NutriGrain bars, but that's another blog for another time. Back to the story...

Holly's folks came to visit during Christmas, and of course took Chris out of a day on the town. Following the cardinal rules of snack-to-child ratios, the in-laws naturally took along the aforementioned goodies. In their case, though, the snack du jour was some of those little Lance crackers that come in super-shrink-wrapped six packs (you've heard the song..."I've Got Lance In My Pants!"). Not a bad choice, to be sure.

Anyway... As is his custom, Chris predictably began asking for a sample of these lovely snacky cakes about two seconds out of the driveway. My mother-in-law, being a sucker for a cute two-year-old, acquiesced and hooked him up.

It's important to mention at this point that Chris has serious idol worship when my Dad father-in-law are around. Something about being grandpas just makes them extra cool, I guess. In that vein, Chris is big on repeating everything they say as well as copying everything they do. This is where the story ends up...

A few minutes after distributing said crackers, my mother-in-law turned to check on Chris. Instead of a happily munching munchkin, though, she was greeted by Chris holding onto his little round cracker with both hands. He was moving his hands back and forth in a steering movement, and happily "beeped" as if he were honking the horn. When asked what he was doing, Chris happily replied, "Driving, Mimi! (his name for my mother-in-law)."

Just another lesson to be learned here...kids catch on to EVERYTHING we do, and they'll do everything they can to be just like us. Gotta' love 'em!