"Where are his COOKIES???"

So my sister has a son, who will be two years old in a little less than three months. His name is Chase, and she has a habit of giving him cookies to make him happy. I first noticed this habit at her pre-wedding decorating session. It was here that he began crying and wouldn't stop. So here comes my sister with a bottle of chocolate milk and a handful of cookies. About an hour goes by and he begins to cry again, after a fruitless atempt at finding his cookies she asks the whole room, "Where are his cookies???" To which my mother had found and promptly handed them to my sister. So long story short when I was strolling through Target today I found the shirt above. And I figured it was fitting.

Here are a couple of pictures of Chase wearing his new shirt, and *just* as fitting he (as usual) has non other than COOKIES in his hand. ;)