Draw your....spoon?

From the get-go it has been nothing but cars, cars, cars for the firstborn bear cub.  And cars are still the passion dearest to his little heart.  But Sunday night we watched this movie...

...and not only were the horses a BIG hit, but for the last two nights at dinner he has let out a battle cry and attempted to "cross blades" with Momma whenever she reaches for something with an eating utensil.   This has made mealtime much more exciting and challenging, to say the least.  Tonight, the cry rang out and mashed potatoes went flying.  Fortunately, the wall they made contact with is a complimentary shade.  Oh boy, what a boy! :-)