The art of making brownies.
At one point when the brownie mix was in his hair
and on his feet
I thought I should stop him. It's a mess.
But, then I thought, how could I take the joy away?
So I let him keep on with his creation of brownies.

Tasting. Is it just right?

More tasting. It's needs a little something...


This big guy joined in the fun in a more conservative way and then sat at the table and traveled to a time period where dinosaurs roam the Earth. He did partake in eating of the brownies when they were done.

Pure happiness on a Sunday morning.