Carson and Tucker were just outside on our front lawn this afternoon. I walked over to the door, but couldn't see Tucker. I asked Carson, "what's Tucker doing?" Carson says, "He's just eating a rock". (sound of teeth grinding)
Another funny thing that happened after I made sure Tucker 'ate' no more rocks:I catch another glimpse of what's going on outside and see Carson dragging Tucker by one arm across the sidewalk and onto the lawn. Now I'M grinding MY teeth!