Sticks and Stones

Below are two photos. I want you to look at the first one and then immediately, as fast as you possibly can, without even thinking about it, look at the second one.

Because that's pretty much how fast I move from finding a delicious stick (or rock/dirt/leaf/random discarded food/unidentifiable filthy thing) to putting it in my mouth. They're all so irresistible!! Mama is quick, though, and the delectable item is usually confiscated before the second photo. Usually.

And then I'm left to sit and contemplate what I've done.

That was delicious.