"Pancakes makes you happy."

Today, after Stake Conference, I went over to the Carter's for our usual Sunday family time. While Breakfast for Lunch was being prepared, Addy set off to go to the bathroom and wash up on her own. Somehow, she managed to get foamy soap ALL over her face and in her eyes, so the shrieking death screams from the bathroom drew quick response. Since I was closest to the bathroom, I made it first and quickly lent a hand (or a washcloth) to wipe her down and get her un-sudsed. Crisis averted, white bubbles cleared, some residual stinging left, and "all better" cuddles being administered, Addy quietly sniffled into my shoulder, "Pancakes makes you happy."

Yes, yes they do!