JMC was begging for some Flaming Hot Cheeto's with lunch just like his brother and sister. We said no, but then he stole one from his brother's plate. JA & JT only eat them by taking big gulps of milk after each bite; which is a small price to pay for eating something picante like Papi. Well, we figured after one bite, JMC would realize that it wasn't something he really wanted. Turns out, we were a bit wrong.
Halfway through his 4th Cheeto, he began to feel the pain. He didn't understand that milk would help, so we had to give it to him with a medicine dropper. After about 6 droppers full, he felt better.