As I do every morning when I wake up, I headed to the kitchen to make coffee. This morning, missing from my routine were the normally clean counters and the addition was a certain bright red chair. Gabe's red chair. Right next to the Santa Clause cookie jar.
"Good morning, Gabe! Do you want me to get you some cereal?"
"No thanks. I finished the cookies!"
"You ate ALL the cookies?!!"
"Yeah, don't be mad Mom. They were soo good!"
At first, I was... But then I looked at this face, and how could I be mad for very long?
3 comments:
People eat muffins for breakfast, cookies are sort of muffins and he is perfect anyway so he made himself breakfast !!!!
Hey what's wrong with cookies. My Mom ate cookies everyday for breakfast (no kidding) and she lived to be 90.
Aunt Joyce
Now that is a brain made to be an engineer-Cookies up there-Gabe down here-Make connection from here to there...SMART!!!!
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