Fingers in the Sugar Box

Yesterday we rearranged the kitchen and did some deep cleaning. I moved the sugar within AJ's reach and it did not go unnoticed. In the evening I walked into the kitchen and caught him with his fingers in the sugar box. He looked at me with big guilty eyes and after a gentle scolding (and a hidden giggle), he wiped his fingers off with a napkin. He already had plenty of candy with Daddy and he knew it.

This morning after a big smiling hug for me, he notified me that he needed to make sure all the ingredients for his birthday cake are in the cupboard. Honey, sugar, icing, and red sprinkles. All there. The day can now go on.