kitchen helper

Van was "helping" me in the kitchen.

 Playing music... ie. banging a spoon on my broiling pan.

 onto checking out what's in the drawers... I think this was a few seconds before some fingers got smooshed.

 Telling me all about his big ol crocodile tears.

 trying to look sweet and innocent.

 His thoughtful pose.

 being goofy.

Me trying to clean up the dinner dishes + the afternoon grumpies = baby TV for the boys.  Check out Van's love handles!