Breakfast of Champions

I'm not the most prompt person. I often will do things like, say, make breakfast, eat it, but not clean up right away. Take this morning for example. I made pancakes for everyone, ate it, then left some stuff out to be cleaned later.

So when Bean decided to make his own breakfast, he had a lot of materials to choose from. When I walked in to the kitchen and saw him sipping something off a fork, I wasn't sure exactly what had happened. At first I thought it was something from the refridgerator. It was in a tupperware bowl, something brown with white chunks in it.

Ends up, he grabbed himself a bowl, filled it with syrup, then added pancake mix. Yum. I applaud his effort.