These were my favorite cookie as a child. And pretty much as an adult. It is a comfort cookie to me. I remember watching Chiller Diller Matinee on Saturday afternoons at home with a handful of these to sustain me through the scariness. Now Camden is trying them with mixed results. He'll eat it one bite at a time...slowly. I think that he's not sure about the crunch factor.....
The reception was lovely and a bonus to it was that for every child there, they brought out extra special meals. Here Camden digs into (with a big boy spoon!) a bowl of diced fruit. Little, itty-bitty pieces just right for little mouths.
Camden is just learning how to show me something he's holding for me to take a photo of. Here is showing me the olive I had given him. This was a big deal because he is a picky eater and he doesn't know whether to trust me with food that I give him. (He's been tricked before!) But lo and behold, he likes black olives! Yea...one small step for man and one giant leap for mankind.
Camden knows exactly which cabinet I will let him into. This is not it. Not even close to the "ok" cabinet but that doesn't stop him from testing the child locks out. He's a smart little guy and he recognizes the word 'no' as he skedaddles away from whatever incited the 'no'.