Matthew went to a Navy training thing in Texas for a week and during his absence our toaster oven died. Not because it was old or working inproperly, but because a little boy decided to make "cake" with an ice cube tray. Ethan was the culprit, and I was the fireman. Seriously, it took me a while to even figure out that it was once an ice cube tray. It's a good thing for him that he's such a cute kid.
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Holy Hannah! Maybe he will be a baker someday.
Whoa! Crazy kid.
I know that was a crazy night, but thats awesome that you thought to take pictures of it. Plus he really is a cute kid.
so...you are saying that the way to bake a cake is not with an ice cube tray? what narrow mindedness...he could be an exploratory culinary forethinker! soon we'll all be serving up ice-cube tray delectables at our fanciest soirees...
or not.
bummer. good thing he is cute, and his mom has self-control!
see ya tonight!
Oh my goodness! I looked at the first pic before I read what you wrote and thought maybe he'd put marshmallows in there!
So, firefighter Erica, Great Job! Wasn't that ironic, the very thing that holds thekey to putting out fire he burned. I wonder if he sees the irony also? Hmmm...Isn't it a blessing theya re so cute? It saves their lives, really.
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