Since the weather has been nicer, we have been able to get outside a bit more. I figured Samuel would remember from last year that grass doesn't taste the best...guess not. He started by pulling grass and watching it drop. He thought it was great that the wind could "make it fly."
He then got the bright idea that it might be good to eat. He asked me if he could eat grass. I told him he could try it if he wanted to but that it would probably taste pretty bad. He insisted that it was like salad and that he might like it. As soon as it hit his tongue he knew it was a bad idea. By then it was too late and he had a mouthful of grass.
He spit and sputtered for a few minutes before declaring "grass is yucky."
You live and learn I guess.
Sorry about not having pictures of Samuel in the box...he was too busy eating grass (see below).
