My daughter had a request from me as I sat filling out a brand new calendar for next year.She said; "Mommy, I thought you might like some fresh coffee, so I made you some."
- Me; "Oh you are so sweet, that's great, thanks so much!"
She said; "You're welcome." (with giggles attached)
- Me; giggling at her giggling
She said; "Mommy, would you like one of my fresh homemade peanut butter cookies with your coffee?"
- Me; (feeling utterly tempted for that would go together well, don't you think?) "Sure, thanks; I replied."
She said; "Could I have one too then?"
- Me; "Okay, I get it. If you give the mom a cookie, you can have one too, right?"
She said; "Right. And, well, I did make them and they are good."
- Me; (feeling utterly bribed by this point because her brother was all ears waiting for my answer)I smiled and shook my head to respond affirmatively.
She said; "Great! I'll go get some and put them on a plate." (they were in the freezer)
- Me; (seeing how many were on the lovely snowman plate I said) "Okay, now that's a little much, don't you think?"
She said; "No, I think there's three for each of us here."
- Me; "What happened to having only one each? "
She said; nothing at all, just smiled, gave me THAT LOOK (you mothers out there KNOW that heart melting sappy kind of look don't you?) and poured herself a big glass of milk to go along with the one she already downed.
Her brother copied her.
We all ate our cookies, all of them.
And I swear I gained fifty pounds right there and then!
Just like that - I was swept away and bribed by my child today.
I just know I was.
The End.