IJ was so proud of himself this morning when he was allowed to make pancakes for his family for breakfast. AND use the grill.
M told IJ that he was going to have to learn how to be a really good cook so he can get himself a wife as wonderful as his mother. IJ screwed up his face and blushed faintly. Did I mention IJ has reached that age where he will make "yuck" faces when he sees his parents kiss?