For some reason, I’ve taken to referring to Grant as Potato. He’s not lazy (indeed, he works hard at scooting everywhere, is constantly pulling to stand up, and loves to jump) so it’s not a couch potato reference. It just seems to be the most apt thing to call him. He’s my little potato.

Anyway, over the weekend, he was once again going through his little table portal, and he spotted me, and rushed over to eat my phone. Here comes potato!