Brownies, The Breakfast of Champions

There have been a few times when I see characteristics of myself in Thomas. He is an exact replica of his father, but I am finding more and more that he has the same habits and quirks that I do. It is probably becuase we spend all day together. One of my bad habits is eating cookies, cake, or anything sweet in the morning. I prefer my morning "sneak" to be chocolate. I enjoy the nice pick me up the caffine gives me. I have been trying to kick this habit and have actually been doing pretty well.

This morning, we all woke up and were upstairs. I went into Clara's room to nurse her and he came in with me. We like to sit and look out the window while I feed her. It has been so beautiful here lately. All the trees are blossoming and we love counting how many popcorn trees we see. After about 5 minutes he was done with this activity and decided to make his way downstairs by himself.

After I finished feeding her I went downstairs. As soon as I came down, I saw the chair pulled over to the stove. I knew exactly what he was into. I had made brownies for Steve's EQ meeting last night and Thomas had found the leftovers.

I did not doctor any of these pictures, this is exactly what I found. As you can see, he left the knife in the pan but he was kind enough to cover the brownies back up with the plastic wrap after he was finished cutting his own piece. I have taught him well, we don't like things to dry out around here.

I have no idea how big of a brownie he cut himself. He has a pretty big chunk in his hands, who knows how long he had been eating it or how much he had. I couldn't get mad at him, I just had to laugh. The best part was when he said, "Mom, I got myself a brownie." I think he was expecting me to be proud of him that he was able to get his own breakfast.