pancakes

One chilly morning, I was just finishing up making pancakes for breakfast.  Carmen was in her high chair, and Diego wandered out from his cozy bed half-asleep and half-dressed and plopped down at the table.

I glanced over, and he had picked up a pancake from the table and was holding it on his bare belly.

Me:  Diego!  What are you doing?  Don't put pancakes on your belly.

Diego:  But I'm cold!

Me: Well...we put clothes on when we're cold, not pancakes.

Have you ever heard of warming up by pancakes?  I did have to grab the camera for some shots of him warming his hands and face.  And then he ate them.