Slim Jims

The other day we were outside getting into the car and Jeffrey pointed at the ground by the curb and said, "What's that?"  

I wasn't really paying attention and I said, "I don't know, I think it's just dirt."  

Then Jeffrey said, "No, like this!"

I looked over at him and he had a cigarette stub in his mouth and was blowing onto it.

Not sure where he learned about cigarettes--whether he's just been observant of the people standing outside Wal-Mart smoking, or if he saw it on TV somewhere.

A few days later there was further evidence of his interest in cigarettes:

 Slim Jim Cigar, evidently.

Too bad you can see how messy our play room is in this picture, but I won't lie--it looks like this about 90% of the time.  Too bad all the best toys have tons of tiny parts.

Arabelle's slim jim cigar--not quite as convincing.

Elsie would like a slim jim cigar too.