How Do I Know That Dixon's My Son?

(Besides the 9+ months of pregnancy, of course.)

I'm making crab soup for dinner and he's helping. When it was time to put the Old Bay in, I gave him a little spoonful, just so he could taste it (he likes to put all of the ingredients in his mouth before they go in the pan. I hope nobody who eats dinner here minds.)

After one small spoonful, he had a big smile and said, "Like it! Want more!" Three spoonfuls later, I put the can away while he scrambled to find his own spoon and climb up to the spice cabinet.

More than a little Marylandy, huh?

In related news, my kitchen smells awesome right now.