Say "Cheese"

Exiting the grocery store, I gave Grace a mesh bag of little baby gouda cheeses to hold to entertain her. I clicked her into her car seat, got behind the wheel and headed out. Upon arriving at home, I opened the back door and reached toward Grace's hands to extract her from the seat. That's when I noticed the half eaten gouda. Half a round of cheese, half the wax casing, half of the plastic wrapper. Full grin.