Remember that amazing, labor intensive buttermilk syrup I mentioned in the last post? The one I make special from scratch for Christmas morning? Well, after the kids had opened their gifts, and were so busy playing with them, Braden decided to go to the gym, and I set the kids up with a movie so I could grab a shower. Well, mid shower, I was handed this little beauty.
Apparently, Graham tried to get the leftover syrup off the counter, and dumped it over his head, my (fairly newly upholstered) kitchen chair, floor, and socked feet tracked it across the carpet. Braden came home to the mess, and quickly scooped up the guilty party and brought him upstairs to get cleaned off. He didn't look sorry at all, he came in licking the syrup off his arms with a big grin.
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