Flour

On new years day at grandma and grandpa's house Henry was playing with some flour - scooping and pouring it back and forth between a couple bowls. He was loving every minute of it.

doing his interpretive dance:

So the next day he wanted to play with flour again so we set him up - it wasn't long until one of them (not naming names *cough*dada*cough*) threw some flour at the other and a flour fight ensued:

I should have known better when Bill asked me for the camera:

Turns out he was just studying how to cook everything!