Tonight, I was chopping up some veggies for dinner while Max was rummaging in the pantry. I didn't think anything of it until he started head-butting my leg. I looked down to see him handing me a box of brownie mix that he had not only found in the pantry, but also managed to open. That's my boy. I'm so proud.
You go Max! You're my kind of boy!
ReplyDeleteA boy after my own heart!
ReplyDeleteThat is so sweet. My littlest does things like that, too. The joy of him in our lives is so grand, there are not words...
ReplyDeleteI definite sign of intelligence!
ReplyDeleteProof that good taste is both nature and nurture. :)
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