marshmellows

So, D got a marshmellow shooter for Christmas (hope yours was merry, BTW).  Dad loaded it up and started blastin' at D.  Because D believes that no food should be wasted-quickly grabbed the marshmellows off of the floor and ate them before dad could even tell him "no".  And then we did tell him no...not that it mattered because the next time he was shot-off the floor and into his mouth they went.  Oh-well.