In a desperate effort to keep Miguelito from wrapping himself around my legs and screaming to be held while wanting to see what I am doing on the kitchen counter, I poured out rice into two bowls and let him scoop and pour till his heart was content. It was great entertainment for him while I cooked dinner, and he was quite pleased with the FEMA level disaster he cooked up on the kitchen floor.
Wow, Mommy, this is fun!
Do you think I can eat it?
You don't mind if I dump the whole bowl on the floor, do you, Mommy?
