The other day, I got distracted and left the butter on the counter. This is what I found when I came back.
I honestly wish I could have frozen that butter in time - the little finger swipe out of it was so perfect and told such a story. When I asked who did it (knowing full well that it was the Professor as he is the only one in the house with fingers that size), he immediately piped up and said, "It was me Mom. I just couldn't help myself and my finger...it just slipped. It was sooooooooo good."
I just love that little guy. I really do. He makes me smile every day.