48 ounces of Apple Jacks.
Our church holds services in a movie theater. My husband is the primary guy running sound for the services, so he arrives before 7am to set up the sound board. I try to stay in bed as long as possible, since I don’t need to be at church until about 10:20.
As per the usual, this past Sunday Andy left while I was still snoring sleeping. Noah James woke up [I'm guessing] around 7:30 and came downstairs. Not wanting to disturb me or his sleeping siblings, he quietly fixed himself breakfast:
This had potential to be disastrous since he’s only 2.5 years old, but he did a good job… kind of, if you consider 48 ounces of Apple Jacks good.
How he filled the plastic container without getting Apple Jacks all over the floor is beyond me. Thank God he didn’t attempt to pour his own milk. He woke me up when he got thirsty. I was HAPPY to help.
In other news, Noah is still lining up his Hot Wheels all over the house. Mini parking lots spring up everywhere.
And I really DO get his hair cut at least once every two months. He’s due for one again. Obviously.
He fell asleep while watching a movie. Notice he’s holding a car? Always. Even when he sleeps.
I sure do love that boy.
The car thing cracks me up. That sure is one cute kid.
I’m impressed!
I love him too. What a buddy.
Oh he is sooo cute!!