Boys (insert head shaking)

So the other day Jonah decides to help himself to Grandma's leftover Pepsi. No problem. The kid is almost five. He can certainly handle that. Right? Well, I mosied out to the kitchen when I noticed that it was quiet out there. I couldn't find him. Lured by his giggling, I peered out the front door and saw him shaking the pop and giggling when it foamed over. I decided that I should be glad he did his impromptu science experiment outside and I shouldn't be upset that he used up a nearly full bottle of pop or that he did it right in front of the kitchen door. Oh, the little things.