yesterday I left a box of berry cheerios on the counter after fixing a bowl for each of the kids for breakfast.
about an hour later, i heard somebody, presumably Julian, pouring the cereal into a bowl.
he kept pouring....and pouring...and pouring...and finally I yelled, "Julian! ENOUGH CEREAL!"
Julian yelled from my bedroom, "I'm not doing anything!" and I realized suddenly that Ezra can now reach most anything left on the counter.
look at that bowl! i guess it was Ezra's turn to make the morning snack.