Purpose Driven
The funniest thing happened yesterday, when the kids and grand sons were over.
While everyone was gathered in the living-room, little Kc wandered off to the kitchen. Both I and his Mom heard him open one of the cabinets and we both got up to see what he was up to and get him out of there.
Before we reached the kitchen, he walked in the living-room, holding the large, plastic canister, where I keep the Cheerios in. He walked straight up to Opa, handed it to him and indicated by hitting on the table a few times, to put some on there. It was his way of asking.
The moment I saw him with the canister, I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. The firm hold he had on it, that determination in his walk, it was just too adorable and funny.
He even put the canister back where he got it. Yeah, he got some Cheerios. Who would want to stop a little man on a mission?
Not Oma! :-)
While everyone was gathered in the living-room, little Kc wandered off to the kitchen. Both I and his Mom heard him open one of the cabinets and we both got up to see what he was up to and get him out of there.
Before we reached the kitchen, he walked in the living-room, holding the large, plastic canister, where I keep the Cheerios in. He walked straight up to Opa, handed it to him and indicated by hitting on the table a few times, to put some on there. It was his way of asking.
The moment I saw him with the canister, I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. The firm hold he had on it, that determination in his walk, it was just too adorable and funny.
He even put the canister back where he got it. Yeah, he got some Cheerios. Who would want to stop a little man on a mission?
Not Oma! :-)
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