I was trying to whip out a batch of Happy Birthday cookies (why yes I DID make two batches of sugar cookies in a week, why do you ask?) and Monkey was asking to help. I love him helping in the kitchen but that evening I just wanted it done as quickly and with as little mess as possible. He was messing around with one of the other cookie cutters and was asking if he could just cut ONE? And I started to get frustrated that he was playing with my stamping cutters (didn't want him losing any letters) when I saw what he had spelled on the heart one:
Oh, sweet boy. Yes.