She made the cookies. She baked the cookies. She let the cookies cool. She stored the cookies. She fell asleep. Enter Cookie Monster.
Slowly he creeps upstairs and enters the kitchen. So many decisions. Do you take all the containers back to the basement? Do you take a sampling of each or maybe a few of each?
Do you get a bowl of ice cream to put them in? Nah, you grab one and save the rest for family. That is till they start talking to you again.
Because sharing is caring. Plus she is making more today and I’m looking forward to trying a sugar cookie with a cherry filled Hershey Kiss on top of it and a peanut butter cookie with a regular Hershey Kiss on top.
He kids, if your reading this you might want to text Mom to hide the cookies by Sunday.
