This pudgy little hand belongs to Emmy (as if you couldn't tell). This was her first time to decorate cookies.
The level of concentration is so intense here. Until she discovered she could eat the sprinkles, then we lost her. "Emmy eat sprinkles, Mommy?" Sure Em, have at it. I'm hoping she won't be speaking in third person when she's sixteen.
She DID NOT want him that close to her, which is a shame because this could have been a cute picture.