Cinnamon schoolhouse cookies

We've been able to let Eddie roam a little more freely lately. He's starting to concentrate more closely on his books and play and we can sometimes keep just our ears on him for a couple minutes at a time. Today, I heard that ominous silence that usually comes with paper destruction or cord fiddling. Instead, I found he'd broken into a box of cookies, dumped them all on the floor, and was shoveling them into his face.