Why does he always start with an egg?

I walked into the kitchen bleary eyed.  Will was already up.  The evidence was on the counter.  He’d cracked an egg into a bowl, added soy milk and had measured out powdered sugar.  “Will, what are you making?”  I questioned.

“A cake.”  He giggled.

“Oh, no cake right now.”  I told him.

Will walked to the cupboard and pulled out a container.  He poured his mixture into the container and put it in the fridge.

… As soon as Will got off his bus that afternoon he put the container in the microwave to cook it.  So, I added flour and xantham gum and made pancakes for him.