brownie delight

I was sitting in the living room talking on the phone when I heard Mr. Q get into one of my cabinets in the kitchen.  I decided that my conversation was more important than correcting him at that moment.  How much damage could one 13 month old do in a few minutes?

Never underestimate the power of the cowboy brotherhood.

Big brothers stepped in and helped the baby to be most effective with his time.

They quickly found the left over brownies and put them in my onion chopper.  That makes sense, right?

I e-mailed the following picture to EJ with the subject, "The boys made dinner for you."

Yummy.