this lovely saturday afternoon, we met up with our beloved schiz and the lancy family. (finn's best buddy, johnnycakes, is huh-UGE btw. we hadn't seen him in forever, and he is now the size of a 4yr old, i swear.) anyway, schizzy (that lucky lady) got to sit next to finn. and it's a good thing too. just ask morgan about my territorial nature when it comes to french fries, and you'll know why i say that. better yet, allow me to show you schiz' documentation of what happened once lunch arrived at our table...
okay, i had to make this really big so you get the full effect. french fry in mouth and reaching for more, while poor john, politely eating his singular fry, wonders how he can have a friend with such disgusting eating habits.
i wish we (and by "we" i mean schiz) would have taken a picture when we were leaving of what the floor under the highchair looked like. john's was littered with two, maybe three french fries; finn's was like a soggy half-eaten french fry graveyard. sad. yet so very funny.
he freaking kiped ALL of schiz' fries. it's a good thing she loves him like she does, or he could have ended up on the floor with all his slobbered-up scraps.
these pics are too funny! finn is so cute. maybe he has a future in competitive eating.
ReplyDeletei may need to print the one of him reaching for more out in poster size to hang on my wall because it makes me laugh so much.
ReplyDeletei think i love him. he and grady? two peas, i tell ya. i think grady swallows them whole. finn's poor little friend looks afraid.
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