I had just baked in anticipation that my brother was going to stop by. My nephew ran inside immediately asking, "Aunty Jenny why does it smell like cookies?" I told him proudly, "Because Aunty baked!" He stopped in his tracks and looked lost in thought for a bit as if he were trying to put together two opposing ideas: Aunty Jenny baking & the yummy cookie smell.

If he wasn't three years old, I'd accuse him of trying to be funny.