While I was upstairs changing diapers and getting the little dude dressed ( a chore in and of itself when the kid's favorite word in all existence is NO), Finley countersurfed a can of black beans, gnawed a hole in it, and chowed down on the delicious bean juice.
I came downstairs to find a mangled can and shredded bits of label strewn all over the first floor, my living room reeking of beans, and three dogs obsessively licking various spots on the carpet.
So, guess they had fun while I was off parenting, then, huh?
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