This morning, Carter said “No thank you” to a muffin offer. Tonight, after he heard that our neighbor Paul, who’s also a 4-year-old boy, ate three of them, he decided to try one after all. And then another one. And then take Daddy the last one—so he wouldn’t “miss out.”
Bottom line: Made 18 muffins last night. Distributed to family, neighbors, colleagues. All gone tonight.