It's, like, close?

The little dude was helping me make chili this evening when he told me the onion was "like an apple" and tried to take a bite out of it. Being a fantastic mother, I said it was only kind of like an apple. Then I took it, washed it, and chopped it up. After the little booger helped me put the chopped onion in a bowl, he said it was "kind of like an apple" and then popped two big hunks of raw white onion right into his mouth. He looked a little confused while chewing, so I told him he didn't have to eat any more of it if he didn't want to. He didn't.

Anyway, here are a couple of pictures of him playing with some cool foam pieces a friend of ours brought him because they looked like a Jeep.

 He thinks so too!

Vrooom!!!