"Oh, you're eating a chocolate covered pretzel? Can you get me one too, J?"
"No problem."
I walk to the sink to put it in his mouth since he is rinsing something off and doesn't have a free hand. He backs up and looks at it for about 10 seconds before eating it.
"Why do you have to look at it? It's not like I'm feeding you shit or anything."
"I just don't like to eat stuff backwards or upside down so I had to make sure it was facing the right direction."
Uh huh.
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