Doggedly determined

We splurged Sunday and hit the McDonald’s drive-thru for dinner. The kids got these little stuffed animals in their Happy Meals (sidenote—does anyone else remember when a Happy Meal toy consisted of a tiny rubber eraser?).

Chester loves chewing on stuffed animals. Just knowing these things were in the house was driving him nuts. He kept trying to take Thomas’. So we tossed it in a big wooden bowl in the center of the dining room table where it should be out of his reach.

He just had to have that animal. After dinner Thomas and I were in the living room and I could here him trying to get at that bowl. Finally I returned to the dining room to see what he was up to and this is what I found…