on his own


Both the boys are pretty independent. They do a lot for themselves. Usually without asking. Usually leaving cleanup for me. Nevertheless, it’s nice to have a kid who can access the kitchen cabinets, fix his own sandwiches, decide an icing knife is preferable for spreading peanut butter. Even if I have to re-hide the starbursts whenever he finds them.

Ironically, what alerted me to Jon’s kitchen escapades yesterday was him asking for permission to lick the knife. Of all things.

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