He nodded his little head. "I had pamcakes wif chips and milk." He could sort of say "chocolate" but not terribly well, so he didn't even bother trying, and simply called them "chips", not realizing how strange it might sound out loud, of course.

"I helped." He liked being a big boy and helping to cook when he could. Though, all he actually did was stir up the batter, but in his mind, that was helping a lot, especially since mommy said he did a good job.

"We play, mama?"