Mmm Mmm Good

A couple of weeks ago we had some friends over to watch a movie, and I made some cookies.  No one but James was around to lick the beaters when I was done mixing, so I let him have his first lick of dough-y goodness.  He bit down on the beater a bit but besides that, he liked what he tasted.  A few days later we were having a friend over whose birthday was the following day, and I made a cake.  As soon as I brought out the mixer James started hollering and carrying on, hanging on my legs and standing on his toes.  He recognized the mixer, you see.  He remembered the dough-y goodness.  He was extremely impatient for me to finish the business of mixing and extremely happy when I was done and he could claim his prize.