lick'n good!

When I was a little girl, I loved the days my mom would bake. I would hang around the kitchen for what seemed to be for hours "helping" her, just to get the chance to lick the cake batter from the bowl. However, my brother (the only boy of eight kids) would always manage to make it into the kitchen just in time for the licking to begin, and take most of it.

Well, Riley's solo bowl-licking days are numbered. Ian's not ready to lick the bowl yet, but he thinks he will be ready soon.