The Souvlaki Kid

It appears the youngest member of the family has developed a penchant for the popular Greek wrap.

Having caught sight (and probably scent) of what we were eating for lunch at Sunday's market, Jack circled past our picnic bench for a closer look (and signature 'sniff'). Without so much as a pause or flicker of interest, he continued on his circuit but swooped, mouth agape, on the third lap and tore a piece from the souvlaki, narrowly missing my finger. As he wandered off, all we could hear was an appreciative 'mmm, mmmm' for his lunch on the run.