Today in church Anchor was STARVING. After he flopped around like a fish I started digging in my purse for something to feed him. I found a smashed KitKat at the bottom that I pulled out and opened for him. I told him what it was and he took a thoughtful bite. Chewing and then saying "this doesn't taste like a KitKat. It tastes like a Christmas kitkat." He was right. It was.
After eating he went on to watch the clock telling me he wished the long hand would just go faster.
