Culinary Genius

Wyatt likes to eat. He eats a lot. Several times a day, I hear the words, "Cereal, mama?" or have the peanut butter and jelly jars (tucked under two little arms) brought to me. When I don't get to it quite as fast as he wants, he has been experimenting in creating his own, pulling over a chair to stand on so he can reach the counter. Yep, he poured his cereal onto a plate. At least he didn't try to add milk. My little culinary genius.