Maple Syrup Disaster

The other morning we were enjoying a delicious breakfast of sweet potato pancakes. Finley asked for more syrup so I (stupid) let him get the bottle himself. As he walked to the kitchen I thought to myself, "Please don't break it!" I was relieved to not hear a crash but he was taking forever. I asked what he was doing and he answered, "Nothing mom!" That's what he says when he's up to no good. I went in and found this mess. He was quite proud.