what's up doc

Lately, E has been walking around the house with a carrot in his hand. Not the baby carrots, the big ones "like a snowman nose." He eats several a day. Or should I say he eats most of several carrots a day. Because I've been finding dried up carrots nubs around the house- on the couch or desk or on the floor in his room. Yuck. I know, I shouldn't let him walk around the house and eat, but it's a little hard to get super strict about it because, well it's a carrot. And I can hardly believe that I have uttered the phrase, "If you keep whining, then you don't get to have a carrot."