Summer, Day 65

First day that summer without big brother to supervise early morning pantry raiding, and when I walked out : jug of pink lemonade sitting on the kitchen tile, white bunny spoon planted in a full jar of peanut butter, little man stuffing a giant tortilla in his mouth. Fridge and pantry padlocks needed. Unconventional breakfast, but served Yali’s purposes. And he had just the biggest grin on his face.

“I EAT TORTILLA!!”