The other day, I asked my son what he wanted for breakfast. "Soup!" was his answer, and so soup it was. Lately, he's been really into clam chowder - he loves going to Souplantation and partaking of all the soupy goodness there. Here he is getting ready to "chow" down:
He started shoveling the soup with such enthusiasm that it was hard not to laugh. Actually, I did laugh at him. He was too busy shoveling to care.
He finally took a break long enough to exclaim "Mmm, good soup!" Adorable. Perhaps we should have soup for breakfast more often.