Its like a sixth sense . . . Luke knows when Great-Grandma cookies enter the premises . . .
The second day that Grandpa came to work on our room, he brought Great-Grandma cookies and immediately asked for them. They are his absolute favorite. Either that or I deprive him and never make him cookies. Probably just because they're Great-Grandma cookies.
He loves these cookies and will pester and pester until he gets one and then will continue to pester every day until they're gone. What can I say? I'd do the same if I couldn't open ziploc baggies!
The second day that Grandpa came to work on our room, he brought Great-Grandma cookies and immediately asked for them. They are his absolute favorite. Either that or I deprive him and never make him cookies. Probably just because they're Great-Grandma cookies.
He loves these cookies and will pester and pester until he gets one and then will continue to pester every day until they're gone. What can I say? I'd do the same if I couldn't open ziploc baggies!
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