I just want some cheese!

So last week my mischevious and ever so independent Daylen thought he would just help himself to some cheese. Doesn't bother to ask because everything is, "my do it!" anyways. I had just put Kate down for her morning nap, and Daylen wanted to watch "King is Born" so I thought sure ok, then I can just run and take a shower real quick, right? Well I get out of the shower and I hear some loud noises downstairs, it sounds like Daylen is getting into the dishwasher, so I hurry and and get dressed and run to the top of the stairs to see what he's doing. I found him with the block of cheese on the end of the couch and in Daylen's hand is one of my VERY SHARP Cutco knives!!!! AAAHHHH!!! I hurry as fast as I can down the stairs trying to calmly get Daylen's attention and ask him to give the knife to mommy. I don't want to yell and scare him into accidentally cutting himself. Thankfully he hands it right over after I very quickly and firmly start telling him he CANNOT touch mommy's knives, they are very sharp and he could hurt himself. Miraculously he didn't cut himself at all. He knew from experience that his spoons just don't work on a block of cheese. He had also seen mommy cutting cheese with this very knife the night before for dinner so he knew this one would work. He found it hiding underneath the bowls in the dishwasher and hey, problem solved right? He was just happy to have some cheese, but he about gave me a heart attack!

Kate just likes to chew on pretty much whatever she can get her cute little hands on. Everyone else is eating dinner, she might as well, too!