'Nummy'

This weekend, one side of Gretchen's family had its annual reunion. So, of course, Grandma Westerhoven brought her world-famous Mississippi mud cake to pass. It was a big pan, so not all of it got eaten at the reunion, which meant some of it was sent home with us (and we were heartbroken). After dinner  Monday night, Gretchen and I each had a piece to eat, but Augie insisted on eating some, too. Gretchen gave him a little piece, which he apparently liked (because he said "nummy"), but didn't think was enough because he wanted "more." So Gretchen got him his own piece, which he ate till it was all gone.

He was pretty proud of himself.