Upon returning from the restroom, I found my dearest Bryndel standing at the counter, on a chair, eating dip with a carrot. (Notice how I didn’t say a carrot with dip.) Think along the lines of how one might eat soup with a spoon… that is how my Bryndel was using her carrot. In all fairness, her scattered little teeth struggle with those crunchy vegetables. On the positive side, she didn’t get dip all over the countertop. She’s improving.
And a totally unrelated Bryndel picture:
