Sugar, Yummy Sugar

Daniel is definitely his mother's son: I was just making dinner in the kitchen and absent-mindedly left one of the lower cabinets open. I turned away for a second to put some dishes in the sink, and when I turned back, there was Daniel was sitting on the floor with a bag of brown sugar open next to him. There was a pile of sugar on the floor, and Daniel looks up at me and says "Sugar!" I don't know where he got it, but he actually had a measuring spoon that he had scooped sugar from the bag with and was eating from. As I carried him from the kitchen to put him in his crib so I could clean up easier, Daniel just kept repeating "Sugar, yummy sugar."