E (his latest nickname, courtesy of Daddy) and I made some Mollases Sugar Cookies yesterday while Drew was napping. Evan is an amazing helper these days, but he still prefers not to get his hands dirty, even when it involves sugar. So he would help me form a few cookies and then have to take a hand-washing break. Geez, let's hope E doesn't inherit my mild OCD. I don't have the hand-washing addiction, but I certainly have a few OCD-tendencies. Poor guy. Now why he has multiple times, played with his poop is a mystery. Cookie dough, gross. Poop, eh...that sounds fun. He is totally a boy, through and through.
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