A common evening sight.
This one, too.
He's incredibly independent in the morning.
Some days he crawls out of bed and I find home like this ("don't take a picture, mom.")
And the other days he's grabbed a spoon and helped himself to a yogurt from the fridge and is trying to open it. Or has pulled out a frozen waffle, popped it in the toaster oven and turned it on.
He spends a lot of naked time in the house and prefers to wear his apron when helping with dinner. Safety first.
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