Lubbock has a mind of his own sometimes. I have no idea where he gets that from!
A typical breakfast for him is a waffle and an apple. But, not this morning. He wanted something else.
He pushed his chair to the fridge; opened it; then climbed into it. He looked around and then got back down. I suppose he was just making sure there wasn't anything better.
I've been trying to empty the freezer and pantry lately, so there really weren't too many options.
I guess what he really wanted was in the pantry.
So, what did Lubbock have for breakfast?
Chocolate milk and cookies.
Don't you judge me!