Pancakes

This is just a sweet little moment I want to remember. Yesterday morning I left bright and early to head to aerobics.  When I got home Chris and the girls were in the kitchen baking up some pancakes.  Chris had a big grin on his face and began to tell me what had happened while I was gone.  He turned on some cartoons for Isabella and Eva since they woke up early.  Chris had snuck back into bed, and then Chris began to hear stuff going on in the kitchen.  Chris decided he better go check on them-when he walked into the kitchen he found that the girls had brought one of their little stools into the kitchen so they could climb onto the bar.  They had opened the pantry and found the huge bag of pancake mix (I swear this thing weighs more than they do!!)  They somehow carried it over to the bar.  They had got the mixing bowls and spoons out, had poured some pancake mix in the bowl, and Chris caught them just as they had climbed onto the bar and turned on the water to add to it to the pancake mix.  When Chris asked them how they were planning on cooking the pancakes, Isabella looked at him like he was out of his mind, "Um, dad, you would have to cook the pancakes....we are too little!"  Love them!