Pancakes

The other morning, I was making pancakes for breakfast.  Ethan was helping, as usual.  He stood in the pantry door and said to me, “Mom, need salt?”  I said, “yes, please.”  He asked, “Need baking powder?”  I nodded.  Then he asked, “Need baking soda?”  I laughed, “yes” again.  He took all three of the ingredients over to the counter for me!  He’s so helpful!

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