“Okay,” he chirped excitedly. Willy ran into the other room looking at all of the choices he had. He carefully picked through all of the DVDs before finding Finding Nemo. “Let’s watch Nemo Daddy!”

“Okay,” he grinned. “Think Papa will like them,” he asked as he peered up at Jimmy. 

Willy mimicked his Daddy, though he ate a considerable amount more cookie dough than Jimmy. If he wasn’t careful he was going to give himself a stomach ache. 

“Okay,” he mumbled. Willy took the dough in his hands and rolled it slightly before placing it on the cookie sheet, giving it a soft pat to flatten it out. It wasn’t as neat as Jimmy’s but it didn’t look bad either. 

“Okay,” he pouted. Willy climbed down from his stool to go wash his hands. He couldn’t wait till he was tall like Daddy, or like Papa! He climbed up to the sink, washing his hands, before returning to his former seat. 

“But I washed my hands before we started,” he huffed, not understanding why he would need to do it again.

Willy watched Jimmy roll the dough in his hands. He reached out, wanting to do the same thing.

He was quick to grab it, popping the dough into his mouth. Willy let out a happy sound as he swallowed it.

“Now we gotta put em on the sheet,” he grinned. 

“Taste the batter,” Willy inquired. He liked it about as much as eating the cooked cookies.

Willy sucked on the chocolate chip, enjoying the way it melted on his tongue as he watched his Daddy mix the cookies.