From this weekend, while visiting my parents, Emmy grabs Grandpa's hand and pulls him into the kitchen.
Emmy: "Cookie" (and points up at the cookie jar)
Grandpa: "You think that you need a cookie?"
Emmy: "Uh-huh".
Grandpa: "Why do you think you need a cookie?"
Emmy: "It makes me happy".
I understand. Cookies make me happy too.
Monday, February 19, 2007
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mmmmm...cookies...they make me happy, too :)
Cookies also bring me a level of joy combined with guilt that is unparelled by any other snack.
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