Brownies make everything better

One day in October, I promised Henry brownies. Henry had stubbed his toe and told me that "brownies would make it all better." So, what choice did I have?

Determining who would get the bowl and who would get the spoon

 

Sam won the spoon

 

Henry obviously enjoyed the bowl

 

No hands!

 

He must have missed a smidgen

 

Desperate to make sure he didn't miss another lick

 

Yes, that is Sam...eating the bowl. I don't make this up, folks.

 

Sam practiced his shot while waiting on the oven to do its job.