"Cracker Broke"

Sam was eating a cracker the other day and figured out that he could snap it into pieces.
"Mama cut!  Crack-a cut!"  surveying the cracker he changed his mind, "oh, bwoke.  Cwack-a bwoke."
He thought about it for a minute and held it out again.
"Tape?"

"I Know What I Want for Dinner"

So tonight Sam decided what he wanted to eat and told me about it.  He was playing in the kitchen cabinets, when he found the little plastic cups of mandarin oranges.  He immediately removed them from the cardboard packaging and headed towards his high chair, one in each hand.  I turned around to find him standing at the base of the highchair, holding his hands up, saying, "more, more, UP, UP.. mowree.."  This translates to, "get me up now Mama, I need to eat these mandarin orange segments."

Cat food

Apparently cat food is a very tasty treat, according to Sam.  When I put him down in the morning, the first thing he does is crawl at a rapid speed towards it.  Annie, the cat, is patient with him.  She kind of looks at him with a "there goes my peaceful meal" type of expression and then as she is crowded out of the way, she will try to eat around his chubby little hand.  We have tried putting the cat food on the other side of the baby gate, which Annie can jump over, but refuses to if her food is relocated.  We tried moving it to another spot in the kitchen.  She tolerated that move, but after he goes to bed will meow until it is returned to it's orginal spot.  Most of the day the cat food is up on a counter, with the water bowl.  Annie has now taken to drinking out of any other standing body of water in the house, a saucepan soaking, water pooled in the kitchen sink, and if we're not vigilant, the toilet.  Sam knows exactly where her food is during the day and will stand on his tippy-toes reaching for it.  It is crunchy and looks pretty salty, maybe he's onto something.