Last Sunday, Will was finishing up lunch and was a little whiny. He told me that his stomach hurt (something that he tells me about 90 times a day - if he really does have stomach trouble, I'm going to feel SUPER guilty for typing that sentence) and I asked him if a cookie would make it feel better. He said yes and I handed him a cookie. When I looked back, he had lifted up his shirt and was rubbing the cookie all over his bare stomach. Makes sense to me!
Look - more proof that they do like each other! We also really like firetrucks and anything firefighter. On a related note, can you guess what Will is going to be for Halloween? 
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