The BIG Cheerio Mystery

I am happy to say that Drew is eating table food, wait that is what you call food you give your dog, I mean, umm, finger food. There are certain foods he loves...like cheese and other foods he might try and then ignore...like sweet potatos. He digs crackers because he can hold them himself and talk to the cracker before sucking on it. He also enjoyed grapes, but only after I peel and cut them up. 

The mystery is with cheerios. He likes them. He likes to slap his tray and watch them fly. He likes to let them stick to the back of his hand and then pretend they aren't there until the fall to the ground. (Saber really likes that too.) He enjoys reaching as far as he can to get that last cheerio on his tray. 

I understand all of that.

I don't understand how these cheerios end up every where in my house. They are in the living room, in our bedroom, saw one in his room, one in the bathroom and the weirdest one...in the tub.

He was completely naked and I cleaned him up before I put him in the tub. So just where did this cheerio hide in order to get past me and into the tub? What is worse is when he sees it, he wants to eat it. 

NO WAY. 

My son is not going to eat a cheerio that was soaking in his dirty bath water.

I may not be able to stop him from biting on Saber's raw hide, but I can draw the line somewhere!