Since Billy was at work, me and the kids made the trip to the store. Of course I realized this meant I would have to share the goods, but I guess I can give up two of the cookies if I must. Sure enough, the kids spotted them before I even had them in the cart. We were walking into the bakery and they practically smelled them.
"Mom, can WE have a cookie?!" was all I heard until after baths and dinner. (Which by the way, was totally the wrong order. Baths need to come AFTER the cookie next time. WhataMESS.
But they thoroughly destroyed, I mean enjoyed them, so everyone was happy. Including the 3rd hooligan who kicked the sanity out of me after all that sugar. Forget orange juice if you need a good kick count. Have a Lofthouse cookie. Just not one of mine.
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