I couldn't get mad at this face

A couple of weeks ago, I was making breadsticks for dinner. I mixed up a little seasoning to go on top of them, and before I knew it, I looked down to find the seasoning spilled and spread all over the floor. Then I noticed that Lincoln had put some of it in one of his bowls and was stirring it with a spoon. He just wanted to "cook" with mommy. How could I get mad at that? Look at his face...he was wondering if he was going to get in trouble. I had him help me sweep up the mess and all was good.