Do You Know the Muffin Man?

Charlie and I made muffins the other day. He liked cracking the egg, pouring in the water, stirring the batter, but the part he liked most?


The muffin tin liners.

Once I pulled those bad babies out, my sous chef abandoned me, choosing to instead meticulously count each wrapper while placing them into another muffin tin pan, and then counting them again while removing each one. Once that was done, he started over.

Finally he said to me, "Mommy, help please." He carefully carried the tin with the empty wrappers toward me, and slowly handed it to me. I held the tin as he opened the bottom drawer of our kitchen island, where his cups and little bowls are kept. He then took the tin from me and very slowly put the tin with the empty wrappers. Once it was in the drawer, which was apparently his makeshift oven, he closed it carefully, clapped his hands and said, "All done!"

(Pictures of the Muffin Incident)

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Hanukkah started on Tuesday and we've been going over to Bubbe and Zadie's house every night for candle lighting, dreidel spin-offs and presents. He's INTO it, man. His Bubbe numbered all the presents and the first night, after he opened present #1, a tricked out truck, he held up two fingers and said, "Two presents?" then went to the closet where the other presents were stored. Today is day 4, and he now understands that he gets one present a night. This morning, when I went to get him in his room, the first thing he said to me was, "Four present?" while holding up four tiny fingers. No "Hi, Mommy." No "Good morning!"

The kid gets it.

In just over a week he will be three years old. Three years. That's insanity. He understands that his birthday means a cake and presents. Then after that, Christmas presents. December is a sweet, sweet month for this sweet, sweet boy.


Hanukkah Pics

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