Eighteen months and 444 posts later and it still all comes down to the same thing.
Me: You know, the kiddo is already up so late anyway. Maybe I should just take her with me to pick up Grandma and Grandpa at the airport.
Him: That's fine, but can you put her down for just a little while so we can have a cookie?
Me: *all excited* You bought me a cookie?
Him: *shaking head* Not a cookie. A quickie!
Me: Awww, man. I really wanted a cookie.