"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life;
to put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived." ~Henry David Thoreau

Monday, March 4, 2013

Butter Boy

Every time Garrett sees or hears the freezer door open, he races over and pushes me out of the way.  He reaches in an grabs his favorite thing- a one pound block of butter.  Why does he loves this particular block of butter so much?  I have no idea, but he does.  I let him carry it around the kitchen for a minute until he starts taking the wrapper off and getting his fingers greasy.  And then he throws a super fit when I take it from him and put it back in the freezer.  It's as if life isn't worth living without the freezing cold block of yellow butter! 

I love hearing his little (almost) two year old babble as he talks about the butter.  He holds it in his hands and says "Oh, so code!  Mmmm...tase it!"  And sometimes he drops it and looks down at it on the floor and says "Uh oh, too code."  That poor block of butter takes a lot of toddler abuse.

Garrett- 22 months old and in love with cold butter.

1 comment:

Janice said...

Too funny! He is just adorable!