In the mornings Lucas usually crawls into bed with me sometime after Curt leaves for work. He will snuggle with me while he watches TV and it buys me a few more minutes of precious sleep. When he starts asking me to make breakfast I will roll out of bed. However, if we have cereal in the house he will usually fix himself breakfast, even going as far as getting out a bowl from the cabinet. We no longer keep locks on the fridge or cabinets because he seems to have outgrown his old habits (knock on wood!)
Well, this morning I found his little table set up with three cups and three bowls of cereal. One bowl was empty, Goldilocks style. I was starting to wonder if maybe Luc now has some imaginary friends when he told him that he made breakfast for himself, me, and his father. Of course a few minutes later he changed his story and said the extra two bowls were for Shane and Colby, and then Gabe and David.