Little Oaty O's, Oh So Good

Once Colter got back from Grandma and Grandpa's, there was no way in hell he was gonna go down easy. Jenn made supper and while she ate, I fed him Cheerios and took pictures. Basically, I made him my little performing monkey (guilty!). He digs the Cheerios, but they sure make a freaky noise in his mouth since he still has no teeth. Somewhere between a SCREEE! and a CRUNCCCHHH!

Is the first one called "Shall I eat more Cheerios?" or should it be "Yes, yes, Dr. Munson, I can see your point. If one flosses before one has teeth, nothing good can come of it."