I'm making dinner and Eamonn is cruising around the kitchen, getting into the cabinets, taking out all the tupperware, talking to the washing machine, you know - the usual goings-on. Then I hear him go over to the table and come creeping up behind me and when I turn around he's got his bib up in front of his chest. He's not very patient when it comes to waiting for dinner. He smells the food and that's the end of that. I swear, if I had dinner ready at 3:30 he would eat it! Anyway, I took this photo of him giving me the big hint - feed me! :

And then I took this photo right after of the smile that makes me so happy:
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