Like mother, like son...

So, my mom and dad may be the only ones to appreciate these pictures...but here is the story. When I was little, I got into the pantry and destroyed a box of saltine crackers. (I am told that I was awful quiet, for a long time).

Anyway...this afternoon, we were in the kitchen, I was looking at the newspaper, and Carter was in the pantry. When I looked up, I saw Carter walking away from the pantry with the box of crackers in his hands. Thankfully, I was right there before we had a mess on our hands!