My boy is wicked smart

On morning when Nat has to go to work early, I usually wake up and find Jonah sitting on my head trying to get me up. This morning, I was too tired, so Jonah brought the remote, I put on little Einsteins and he watched and learned from them for a little bit until I was ready to awaken.

I asked him if he wanted breakfast, he said yes, crawled off my bed, turned off the TV, and went into the kitchen to wait for me. When I got there I gave him his bowl, and asked him to bring it to the table. I grabbed the milk and honey nut cheerios, went to the table, and there was Jonah, sitting at the table, in a big boy chair with his bowl on the table, patiently waiting for me to serve him