




Noah and I made brownies Thursday afternoon and after they were put in the oven I turned around and someone had conveniently found the brownie batter bowl. He enjoyed licking the bowl clean...I noticed a little had dropped on his jeans, I said, " let me clean it up for you..." as I grabbed the cloth, I turned back to find MY son leaning over licking his jeans :) "What are you doing Noah?" I asked. "Bownee badder on jeans, mama. I got it!" He definitely is his mother's son (and grandfather's grandson) :)