Busted

Reid loves chips. I mean seriously loves them. He was fussing at me that he wanted chips for lunch which was not an option. At least not until he had eaten some normal food. He started throwing his peanut butter crackers, I took him away from the table. Next thing I know I look back at the table and he is armpit deep in a bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos which he can't have anyway because of the cheese. I said "REID ISAIAH!" and he started scrambling, shoving his mouth full of chips and kept going until I finally got around the back of the couch to pull him away from the table. I took the half eaten and mauled one out of his hand too. He cried a lot. But man, that kid knows how to act quickly on the fly!