When my sister (named Nicole) was a baby, my parents called her “Nicholangelo” for the way she liked to paint with her food. She’s always been a picky eater — straight from the womb — and it seems that she passed on that genetic quirk.
I present you with my nephew Benjamin, in Adventures in Solid Food: Playtime Edition…
Did you want me to eat this?
Aw Shucks, Ma
Don’t be mad. I can clean up real nice. (The rag is right over there.)
Oh, c’mon! Funny! It’s funny!
Just Call Me BENbrandt.
I’m just like you, Nicolangelo.