Minor in possession

Last Sunday, I was going through Jake's old clothes, trying to find shorts pajamas to fit Ryan. I was in the storeroom for quite a while, of course, with Ryan at my side. He was still playing in there, while I was checking some stuff on the computer....and he came out with a beer in hand.

I thought this was quite funny, because Scott and I are such BIG drinkers. (just kidding-we hardly ever have beer in our fridge, which is why it is in the basement)

Apparently, Ryan has figured out how to open the refrigerator and I am NOT happy about it. Although, he is quite proud!

I think, this must feel good on his teeth and tongue...the cold beer can.

Ryan wasn't very fond of me putting it back in the fridge and taking it away from him. I cringe at the thought of his first drink..... which I am sure will be when he is 21, right? (and he of course will have a designated driver)

So, after fighting with him for a while, and getting sick of the screams. I walked away and started back on the computer. He proceeded to take the beer back out of the REAL fridge and hide it from me in his PLAY kitchen. I had to laugh out loud. What a smart little cookie!