"need a knackin"

last night at dinner pooks tells me that he needs my ''knackin''. so, i give him my napkin. he proceeds to wipe his face, clean his fingers and then ball the napkin up. he very carefully set the napkin over his remaining waffles, hiding them (or trying pretty dang hard too). he then gets a big smile on his face, looks at me and says-

"me eat it all, all by myself. happy-happy plate...now i get some chocoyate candy?"

oh how the mind of a 2.5 year old works mixed with the joys of halloween!