A/N: This is so fluffy you might get a sugar high.
COOKIE
He dipped his fingers into the dough, before bringing a fist full of it to his mouth. Soon, his whole face was covered with it, and she could do nothing but watch as he licked his fingers, making happy, contented sounds that only three year olds were allowed to make in public.
Of course, their kitchen wasn't exactly a public place.
"Baby, you're not going to be hungry for the cookies if you stuff up on the dough."
He looked up from the bowl, his bright blue eyes widening. "But it's too yummy, mama!"
She ran an affectionate hand through his blond hair, grinning tenderly. "You sure have your grandpa's stomach."