Silas bounced around the kitchen with flour and dough on his clothes, giggling as you tried to scoop him up for a bath

“Silas!”

you exclaimed before picking him up”bath-time sweetheart”you giggled as he stuck his tongue out at you and you booped his nose

after a warm bath, Silas bounced on his chairCan I have a cookie mama? Pleasee”his soft face pouted and pleaded, even though he knew the rule was sweets after dinner.