Gordon slept in this morning and woke up to this. Yum.
(If I do say so myself.)
This little man helped out with breakfast. He had his own little bowl of Cheerios to stir while I whipped up the mixture for the toast. He did help pour in the cinnamon.
I know, I know. The eye.
It's so sad looking. He was walking with a stick the other day and tripped. It barely missed his eye. We are SO grateful it did.
And, for your viewing pleasure - a little Spencer video.
Aunt Becky, are you watching? I think we have a future clarinet player on our hands!
3 comments:
That's my boy!
And Chrissy, surely you know that we don't play for the performance, we play for the pleasure. Smiles are not necessary.
So cute! His clarinet playing made me laugh :) Kid's got skills.
My apologies to the clarinet playing population. Of course, pleasure comes first. I'm just trying to prepare him for Julliard.
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