10

That how many grains the children's muffins contained this morning.

I wasn't too sure how well they would impress since while I was mixing them, the smell reminded me of something you might feed your livestock.

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Lena's scraps exhibit minimal damage at best. Although part of every single thing she ingests ends up on the floor, in the case of the 10 grain muffin, more than the majority made its way into her mouth. I think she even reached for seconds when I left the room.

Simon's display of tray-swiped refuse, however, sends us a very different, but crystal clear message.




10 grains a tad ambitious? maybe so. But, he'll get there.

They always do.