mmm-goooood

Just before bedtime tonight, Sawyer was hunting for a late-night snack. Half a banana seemed to be doing the trick until he discovered a Tupperware of brownies that Scott left out. I let him have one. He stuffed, actually, forcefully crammed the entire brownie into his mouth at once. I could just imagine the chocolate melding into a thick fudge-sludge toward the back of his throat, and the gooey chewing sounds were gross. He finally got it down, and I gave him a sippy cup full of cold milk. He took a big long swig and his eyes literally rolled into the back of his head. Ahhhh. There is NOTHING like washing down a mouthful of brownie with cold milk.