Last night, I came out of the shower to see X digging and munching on the skin of the mandarin orange. Mr H had placed a paper bag with 2 oranges on the floor. It was for Z to bring to school for his celebration.
X must have been dying to eat because he refused to let go of the orange and continued to chomp. We laughed at the sight.
I peeled the orange in the end and X finished up half the orange.