So last night Nathan informed me that he REALLY wanted to make breakfast for Chris and I since we always do such nice things for him. I'm thinking, whatever kid. We'll see how you feel about that in the morning.
This morning I woke up to Nate in my bed informing me he was ready to cook. He made pancakes all by himself. Measured, stirred, and cooked some amazing pancakes. He was sure to let me know how to make the "perfect" pancake. Ahh, yes. The 11 year old does know it all.
It was nice to have a relaxing Sunday morning and I didn't have to cook all day. I've been informed he will make dinner tomorrow. It's suppose to be Ham, deviled eggs, and strawberries. Obviously not all together. He might be a pretty good cook afterall.
On another note. Nate found out today that the Easter bunny wasn't real. Just Dad and Mom. He tells me he's having serious doubts about Santa. He's got to know right?
