Mmmmm, chocolate!

So, there we were making salad dressing.

I opened the refrigerator and, like a moth to the flame, the baby was in.  A boy after his mother’s heart, he immediately found the chocolate syrup.

Surely, he couldn’t open that?

Plastic bottle, no worries, he can have that for a minute…

Poof, the top was off.

Not flipped open, but fully unscrewed.

My baby’s breath smells like chocolate.