Friday, April 5, 2013

Cookie Entitlement

I hope you didn't miss me too much yesterday!  I will likely be taking one day off each week to preserve my sanity and, hopefully, the future of this blog.  Because as much as we all enjoy a good car wreck, I don't think it is anywhere near as much for you to watch me rip my own hair out, one shaking fistful at a time.

"Mommy, why did you make so many cookies?"

"These are all for Ethan's confirmation party, honey.  Not just for us."

"But I earned them!"

"Excuse me?  When did you earn them?  When you were all over the restaurant at lunch and I had to take you outside to have a chat?  Or was it when you called your brother a 'stinky footed butt-face'?"

"Oh.  Well, it was between those.  When I slammed Graham into the wall and said it was an accident."

"How does that earn you a cookie?  Did you even apologize?"

"No, but when I said it was an accident, Graham said it was okay.  So I guess you can give Graham a cookie, too."

"I'll give Graham one, but I don't think that earns you one.  You still need to apologize.  Slamming him into the one doesn't even earn you a sprinkle."

"Not even one?"


"Well that's okay.  I've still earned the cookies."

"And why is that?"

"Because I look like this."

Well played, little man.


  1. I often tell my children it's a very good thing that they are so good looking. I also like to remind them that their father is still around so I can always make more if I have to take them out.

    Just kidding- I would never hurt them, the threat is much more powerful!

    1. Oh, the threat is a Mom's greatest tool. I tell my family all the time that I'm probably going to hell for all of the sarcastic (and, of course, completely false) statements about shipping them off or drinking into a frenzy. So don't apologize-- if we can't laugh about it, we'll cry!

  2. Oh, that look is too cute for a cookie!!! LOL!


Leave your own "ism". Cael and Graham double-dog dare you.