Heads will roll

A few nights ago Deidra and Chris were over as Chod was baking cookies.

Eight o'clock rolled around and Bentley had to go to bed.

First thing the next morning, he walked down to the kitchen and noticed the cookies were no longer on the counter (I had put them in the freezer).

"Cookies gone."

"Where do you think they went?"

"Aunt Deid! Chris!"

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We were finishing up dinner with my parents and the server sat our cookies on the table.

Lincoln started fussing so my dad got up and took him for a walk.

When only Dad's cookie was left, Mom wrapped it up in a napkin for him.

Not noticing where the cookie went, Bentley looked back at the plate.

"Papa's cookie gone!"

And then, he pointed at Chod, and in a very accusatory tone said "You!"


Don't mess with this boy and his cookies.