What Jack Ate

What did Jack eat on Saturday? Hmmnn, let's see.
It all started in the sandbox, where he and Thomas had never before been allowed to go.
Within 2 minutes I see Jack take a huge handful of sand and stuff it into his mouth.
I freak out and grab him and frantically search for his sippy cup.
I finally find the cup and as I look up I realize: my son has 2 hands.
And that other one is full of sand. And ... oops! He just stuffed that one into his mouth, too.

I guess the first fistful was so satisfying that he couldn't wait to shove the next one in?

I am still completely astonished. He didn't seem too stressed about the whole situation, other than I could tell he found it somewhat difficult to chew.

So while Jack is on sandbox probation we decided to move to the greener pastures of the Great Lawn. Anna blew bubbles, the boys chewed on the bubble wands, random plastic balls, and parts of their stroller. Ah, urban familial bliss.

Until I realize that Jack had just put an acorn in his mouth. So I freak out again and stick my finger in there and fish it out, and Jack looks at me like I am nuts (ha ha). So I carefully look around our area for any other acorns. Satisfied, I grab Thomas to stop him from licking all the bubble potion from Anna's bubble wand tray. When I turn around, I notice that Jack is intently scraping at something in the grass with his index finger. When I get to him, I see that he is trying to dig up a half-buried acorn with his little index finger.

What's next? Worms? Rubber bands?