This kid. He keeps me on my toes. Maybe I need to pay better attention to him. Especially when he is being really, really quite like he was tonight. I walked into the kitchen to find this:
Those are oats. An entire can of them. (You know, those big, tall, family size ones.) He’s singing Happy Birthday. And making a cake.
And let me just say, for the record, that as much as I felt like I should admonish him for this, he was a) really, really cute, b) totally occupied and therefore c) staying out of any other sort of trouble that he can cause in a flash. Hence, the video.