So was back in November, Levi (8 1/2 months old) was being a bit fussy, and I was getting tired of struggling with him so I set him on the floor in front of my chair. A minute or two later I thought to myself, "Hmmm... it smells like chocolate. That's weird." Then I looked down at Levi. Mom Thurgood had given us some fudge she'd made and it was sitting in a tupperware container on the floor. Well... Levi, being the brilliant child that he is, figured out how to open the container and was helping himself to some fudge. It was quite possibly the cutest, and biggest, chocolate mess ever!