Mike decided to make cookies on Sunday: Pumpkin Chocolate Chip cookies! Yum! And Mason helped with most of it. I was in the living room with the baby the whole time. At one point I heard Mason start to cry, and Mike came running in laughing, looking for the camera. Apparently, Mason had made a mess with the flour.
Mason has become kind of finicky lately, he gets upset when he gets dirty, but only certain kinds of dirty. He doesn't mind dirt, he likes to throw it on himself, but chunks of things, like mud, spaghetti sauce, that kind of thing? Freaks him out until you clean him off. I guess the flour qualified.