I went running this morning. I came home. Made breakfast for all three kids and got s out the door. J was still asleep when I hopped in the shower. When I came out I found this. B had gotten j out of his crib, brought him downstairs, got him in his highchair and was feeding him breakfast. He really is the best big brother. There is some thing to be said for having a baby when the big kids are old enough to help. Guess I'll just sit back and eat some Bon bons now.