ALL GROWN UP
It was awfully quiet here this morning. I thought it was just because the boys were getting along well and miraculously playing upstairs in their rooms. Then suddenly I heard, "Stuck, stuck!" coming from the kitchen. That's what Zach always says when he wants to get down from his booster seat and can't quite do it. I automatically went to get him out, but then wondered why he was there to begin with. And why was there an empty yogurt carton on the table?
Thinking he is all grown up, Zach had opened the fridge, gotten a carton of yogurt, then gotten a spoon out of the silverware drawer, opened the yogurt, and eaten it all without my knowing it.
And the piggy that he is (and the yogurt aficionado), when I got him down he immediately ran to the fridge to get another carton.