Bryce got me some flowers and ice cream for Valentine's day. Or maybe it was a sorry for being a crazed munchkin all afternoon and getting into everything he possibly could get into. Either way, I like it (the flowers not the crazed munchkin part). First, he got food all over himself while he was eating, but I did let him feed himself, so that's fair I suppose. He is shaping up to be a regular St. Francis of Assisi, as I found him hand-feeding Kahuna a noodle. Takes after his father.
In the 30 sec. when I was trying to clean up the food he had all over creation, he got into the pantry and grabbed the cat food, only the flip the dish over when I surprised him, filling the pantry floor with tasty morsels. Then he spit yams up on the living room floor and as a grand finale, he single handedly demolished the kitchen. What a day.
It's not easy to make the kitchen look like this:
The flowers that made it better:
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