Today we visited Reubmommy again and she had some chocolate pudding in the fridge and wanted to share it with her great grandsons. I wasn't too excited about the idea of Aron partaking in chocolate pudding, but when she asked if she could feed it to him I couldn't refuse. Still in his car seat I strapped a bib on him and she started in. I was busy with Ivan, and Owen was on his own at the kitchen counter. There were lots of giggles coming from the little area where Aron and Reubmommy were sharing a pudding cup. It wasn't the repetitive chuckles from Aron I was hearing, it was the silvery sound of his 94 year old great-grandma shaking with giggles as the two of them managed to cover him and his car seat with chocolate pudding. Normally this type of mess would bother me, but when I saw the two of them pleasing each other so completely it was a joy to wipe away the sticky sweet mess from eye lashes to chubby knees.