On rare occasions when Mike and I eat a bowl of something in front of the TV, Tabor stops whatever he is doing and makes his way to the coffee table. He will pull himself up at the opposite side you are and slowly make his way over to where you and your food are. Then he stares into your bowl and watches you spoon food into your mouth. Regardless of how cute he is when he does that, I have not given into his cute little face and feed him. Mike gives in every time. This morning, Tabor and Daddy shared a bowl of Corn Chex.
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