One of Zack's first words was "Cookie." He loves cookies. If he sees me standing over by the mixer, he comes over and starts begging for cookie dough. He always assumes if I am using the mixer, then I must be making cookies. I made Monster Cookies last night, and he said they were much better than the tacos I made for dinner. I think Zack ate 3 Monster Cookies--and they are about 6 inches across!
The top picture is of Zack after his "dinner."
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