Cookie History Repeats Itself



One of my favorite memories about moving out west and getting settled in a new frontier was the kids’ nap times.

I was in my early thirties, and my youngest daughter had just turned three and I remember sending her to her bedroom for a nap one afternoon. I instructed her to stay in her bed while I went a few doors down to meet her big sister at the bus stop and walk her home from morning preschool. When I returned, I checked on my sleeping daughter only to find out that she was not sleeping. “Did you get out of your bed?” “No!” She replied. “Did you help yourself to the cookie jar while I was gone?” “Nooooo!” However, her face gave her away with a big ring of chocolate chip cookies around her lips. I had all to do to keep a straight face.

I spoke to this daughter (now in her early thirties) on the telephone yesterday and while we talked, she was brushing off chocolate chip cookie crumbs from her three-year old daughter’s mouth! I love how cookie history repeats itself!

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Comments

  1. She just could not resist your delicious chocolate chip cookies, and history repeats itself! They are such a temptation for any age!
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  2. This is such a heartwarming story, Mary!

    I love how your words just paint us a picture ....

    love you!
    Myra

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  3. Thanks for your comment on "My Intercessor" post and I am sorry for your loss. I'm glad the post was a comfort to you.

    I loved this post about how cookie history repeats itself! I smile when I watch my grown kids experience history repeating itself in a variety of ways!

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  4. It's funny to see how our daughters get "paid back" by their daughters for the same things they did when they were little.

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  5. Awwww, so precious. Thank you for the smile. Blessings.

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  6. I'm still guilty of being caught with my hand in the cookie jar! Smart girls.. both your daughter and your grand daughter!

    Blessings, Debbie

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  7. Hi Mary -

    This is precious. How cute.

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