After a few chores this morning (in and out of the house) we came home and made cookies. Basically a variation on the Tollhouse. Yeah that's right - I fooled with a classic. Breaking rules and conventions left and right in this house. Anyway - during the whole process my son kept repeating "I love you Daddy." He usually reserves that for his mother so I'm convinced he was just really chuffed at getting to lick the mixer paddle.