When I grow up...

On conference Sunday I was making rolls between sessions to take to my mother in law's for dinner. Gavin LOVES to help me make bread, which mostly means he wants to try and eat the dough....I had already started making it when he realized what I was doing and ran and got his step stool. Then he opened the pantry and kept saying something about Grandpa. I could not for the life of me figure out what he was saying so I went and looked. He wanted to wear an apron like Grandpa. Gavin has apparently been to see my dad at the Purple Turtle one too many times!