Do I cook?

I was making pigs in a blanket with Chase today-- it's one of my boys favorite lunches- and Chase kept smashing them together on the cookie sheet saying, "I want them together!" I tried explaining that they need to be spread out, so I used something he would understand.

Me: You know how you hate people sleeping on your bed with you?
Chase: Ya.
Me: It's because you need your space. These little smokies need their space too, so they can cook.
Chase: (thinks for a minute) Do I cook?

Well, I tried.