Desperation=Inspiration

I have a little brother, Jackson, who is a delightful boy of six. The other day he wanted to make a cake. He really wanted to make a cake, but nobody would help him. He carried around a Betty Crocker cake mix for several hours begging people to help him, but no one could spare the time. So he took matters into his own hands. He opened the mix up, found a bowl, and "read" the instructions. There was a picture of three eggs on the back so he put in three eggs. He saw a picture of liquid so he put in some water. He wasn't sure what the other stuff was so it never made it into the mix. Nik (who had refused to help) finally got suspicious when Jackson came down with cake batter hands and asked him to turn on the oven (Jackson couldn't reach the dials, or else who knows what would have happened). Mom said that the oil-less cake must have been good because it was all gone by the time she got back.