Andrew helped me make cookies the other day. When I put my apron on he wanted one too. I remembered my mom gave me mine from when I was little and it is just his size. He wore it all around the house and thought it was pretty cool. I am not sure what he was making with chocolate chips, plastic forks and spoons and corn cob holders. Must have been his own recipe.
When the cookies were cooled I asked if he wanted a cookie, he said “no.” He then went to the fridge and said “pickle.” He wanted a pickle instead. He definitely is not my son if he wants a pickle over a warm baked cookie. He loves pickles!
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He is so ADORABLE!!! I can't get enough of him:)
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