Cupcakes

Dave had a much-deserved night out with friends (and I knew it was going to be a long one when he texted a picture of a big glass cowboy boot full of beer), so I selfishly kept my little man up with me to keep me company. We baked cupcakes - here they are fresh out of the oven. When Jake asked for one, I explained they were too hot to hold because they just came out of the oven. He solved that problem by by sticking his face directly and the cupcake and taking a bite. "Not too hot to bite, mommy," he told me.