him and I are playing and then all of a sudden he jumps up and says "Mom, you want a pancake?" I say sure, I'd love a pancake, to which he responds by running away, yelling "O.K. I get a pancake."
of course I am expecting him to make me a pretend pancake from his play kitchen like always, when I here him messing around in the kitchen...I go investigate.
he meets me half way telling me that I need to "get the bowl." I walk in the kitchen and see that he has lifted our huge box of bisquick onto the counter and has put a frying pan on the stove...the bowl he needs me to get is a mixing bowl...it was just too cute, how could you say no to that?? well, I couldn't, so we had chocolate chip pancakes for dinner that night and as you can see he was a very happy little boy:)
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that is so precious!
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