Cameron isn't usually picky. Thank God because I may be one of the worst cooks out there. One particular meal - let's say attempt at a meal - was almost inedible. I think I tried to make spaghetti using ketchup instead of tomato sauce. It seemed logical at the time. For Cameron not to eat it, it had to be bad. He graciously declined and went about his business as did I. A little while later the kitchen pantry opens, which isn't unusual because he plays with the tupperware on the bottom shelf. About ten minutes later he's still in the pantry so I head over to assess what I am assuming is trouble. My food was so bad he dumped out an entire bag of chex mix and was munching away.
I was sitting on the sofa right next to where Cameron is in this picture. Apparently Project Runway had my full attention because I had no idea what was happening around me. He achieved quite a bit in this instance. He managed to take every wipe out of the box one at a time. He hit a mastery level of achievement when he tore each individual wipe into tiny pieces. Yay! We still won't wave bye bye, but I don't have to go upstairs anymore to shred documents.
You think I would have learned about the pantry. Nope. Surprisingly nothing was consumed during this incident.
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