puffs.

i asked dylan to feed jane a few puffs this morning.
i needed him to help entertain her while i did the dishes.
ha.
the price of entertainment.
he offered her the whole container.
but jane was entertained grabbing fist-fulls and throwing them.
and dylan was entertained while deliberately stepping on them to make a "crunch" sound.
and me?
i finished the dishes.

at least he didn't rub desitin everywhere, right?