Cheerios

I came into the kitchen the other day and found C looking down her shirt like this.

I figured she was looking for the missing cheerio stuck in her bangs.

Later that night when I undressed her for her bath, I discovered four wet cheerios down her shirt, plastered to her diaper. Lately, she sucks on her cheerios and then spits them out so we end up with cheerios stuck everywhere. Naughty little baby.