Eggs and oranges for breakfast

This morning I didn't hear even a peep or a cupboard door open/close...not a whisper of a noise. But he was up early...before all of us...and consequently he did what he likes to do when up alone...eat...plunder...scad about the house getting on top of the refrigerator, amongst other things.
I crawled out of bed...super sleepy as we got in late last nite from the NASCAR race in Phoenix...and struggled to wake up as I walked into the kitchen. Well... Aiden was busy this morning. His enjoyment of eggs hasnt dwindled...the carton of eggs on the counter...3/4 of the crushed up shells in their small compartments and a cereal bowl full of egg yolks...sigh***... and I must say, I really dislike doing much of anything before I have my coffee in the a.m. Clean up, clean up and oh, like a trail of bread crumbs I get to the kitchen table and here we have a large can of mandarin oranges-open and empty w/ a large steak knife resting on top of the can...oh-kay...plus some slimey egg yolk on the counter w/ broken shells and a half hearted attempt at cleaning up a dropped egg on the floor! Really, he actually tried to clean up w/ a dish towel! Ahh!! Lovely day, lovely day!
These are the adventures of life w/ a little curly headed, VERY independent almost 5 year old!
Good Morning!!!