Monday, March 24, 2008

My good little shepherd

We had cereal for breakfast this morning. Bradley had Trix. In the process of eating he dropped one half-eaten orange Trix onto the floor. Being the good shepherd that he is, he forsook the rest of his cereal and insisted on recovering the one on the floor. It was a great little metaphor moment until after eating the orange one and a few others, he left the rest of his flock of Trix to drown in the milk while he went off to play with his books and toys.