A Hand in the Cracker Jar

For him, it's something akin to the cookie jar, but much more pleasurable. Notice that once found out, he continued to eat contentedly while I got the camera, fixed the lighting, took 20 or so pictures, and called Daddy in to have a good laugh. Not a lot of natural guilt complex in this one, just an assumption that anything in reach is fair game. So what if he had already eaten 10 or so in the car. This boy is mostly made of crackers. They are the only thing that really satisfies his soul.