I went upstairs to put Andrew down for a nap.  When I was coming back down the stairs I smelled cinnamon, which I thought was odd.  I walked into the kitchen to find this:
That is a whole 4 ounce container of cinnamon all over Isaac and the floor.  I was gone maybe a grand total of 5 minutes.  It amazes me the stuff he can think of and get into.
 







