Baby Munchies

Okay, my daughter isn't really a baby anymore, but she's MY baby. Anyway, I thought I would share this with you just to make you smile.

We got home a little later than usual last night and I had to go to the bathroom. Had. To. Go.

I'm pretty sure if I had waited even three more seconds, my bladder would have erupted and messed up my clean kitchen floor. Thankfully, I made it in time (is that how my daughter feels now that we're potty training?) and as I was finishing, I heard her little feet pattering across the kitchen floor. She tapped on the door and said, "Mommy, I get snack?" I told her to hang on, I'd get her a snack as soon as I washed my hands.

"No mommy. I do it."

While I was washing my hands, I could hear her rummaging in the pantry...

...where her charming daddy had left an open bag of Farmland Cheddar Whole Grain Chips on the bottom shelf.

By the time I dried my hands, she had dragged the bag into the living room on her blanket and had her face inside of it. I stood there looking at her and she pulled her face out of the bag, wide-eyed and smiling and said with a mouth full of chips, "Good. Good." Of course, she had chip crumbs in her hair and stuck to her eyebrows and eyelashes. And it was absolutely the cutest thing ever!