So first this kid loses a tooth and then yesterday. Yesterday. YESTERDAY!
I was upstairs going through another size of clothes that Sam has already outgrown, and I heard Alex messing around in the kitchen. I heard a chair being pushed around, some cupboards opening, the refrigerator opening and closing. I went down to the kitchen to see what mischeif my little man was getting himself into only to find him MAKING HIMSELF A PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWHICH. All by himself. Just sitting at the kitchen table, making himself food, like it was no big deal.
While holding back tears, I commented on how proud I was of him. He just looked up and said, "Fanks, Mom. Can you open the jelly jar though? It's kiiiiiiiiinda sticky."
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