Food

The other day we were eating something that might be considered a little messy... and then it was taken to a whole new level.  I watched in awe.

No silverware.
No napkins.

Scooping with fingers right into the mouth.  (Very happily, I might add.)  

I asked if his mom used to let him eat this way, to which he responded, "Let's just say I spent a lot of time living by myself."  

On a different note, I made a Colombian soup called Ajiaco for the first time last week.  I got Hyrum's stamp of approval: he ate seconds, and third.  (With a spoon!)