He asks me everyday. Well he doesn’t really ask, he tells me, that he’s going to make a cake. He loves to bake. He thinks it’s everyone’s birthday, and if it’s not, he will tell me it’s Jake’s birthday or Ta Ta’s birthday. So, to avoid a fight, Jake went to bed, and Jared and I had some one on one time.
I have to say, for being 3 he is REALLY GOOD at cracking eggs. No shells in the batter. Better than Mommy :)
We all survived cake and cookie batter growing up. A little lick won’t poison him :)
Can you tell who filled these? I had the spoon taken from me while he said “I do it! All by myself!” Okay, Jared, let’s use that “all by myself” theme during potty time.
It broke his heart when I told him he had to go to bed next and wait until the next day to eat one. Cue the tears.
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