Cold Pizza

GMan is quite a capable kid.

As mentioned before

when he gets up early,

and I do not

(which, let's face it, is everyday)

he takes care of himself.

The most recent thing

is his willingness

to scrounge for a snack until breakfast

or just eat dry cereal for breakfast.

Well today he had other plans.

Last night we had pizza.

I put it away in the fridge,

on the bottom shelf

because

it was the only available shelf.

No biggie.

Until Little Man goes scrounging in the morning.

I walk out to this.

He was so pleased with himself

for finding cold pizza for breakfast

that I just laughed and relished in his delight.