Friday, February 1, 2013

Sullivan says...

Me:  in the kitchen doing dishes.
Sullivan:  rushes in, scoots the step stool up to the counter nodding his head he says, " I wanna make cook, mom.  I wanna make."
Me: "What do you want to make?"
Sullivan: "I want to make cook hot dog."
Me: " You want a hot dog?"
Sullivan: nodding "otay, otay mom."

You bet your buns we made that hot dog together.  The kitchen is his favorite place to be these days, and I am more than happy about that.