Yum, cat food.

Guess who I found munching cat food this morning? Even though Leif isn't crawling yet, he has a backwards scoot that gets him around. I set him down about ten feet away from the bowl, went to make my breakfast and he managed to wander over to the kibble.

Time to baby proof.

On a related note, Leif has discovered dogs. And he loves them. He yells "Aug! Aug!" when he sees them at the coffee shop every morning, and then tries to bait them over with a bit of his bagel. Sometimes he is able to lure them close enough to get licked, and he just snorts with glee.