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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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  1. CarrieMarch 6, 2012 at 10:06 AM

    HA!!!

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  2. a joyful noiseMarch 6, 2012 at 2:48 PM

    She just could not resist your delicious chocolate chip cookies, and history repeats itself! They are such a temptation for any age!
    Thank you for visiting my new Blog Party! "Tell Me a Story"

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  3. DeniseMarch 6, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    LOL, I love this.

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  4. Mevely317March 6, 2012 at 6:34 PM

    This is such a heartwarming story, Mary!

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

    love you!
    Myra

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  5. Esther JoyMarch 7, 2012 at 8:04 PM

    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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  6. PeggyMarch 7, 2012 at 8:19 PM

    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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  7. Just Be RealMarch 8, 2012 at 2:03 AM

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

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  8. no spring chickenMarch 8, 2012 at 7:42 PM

    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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  9. MFEO2009March 8, 2012 at 10:45 PM

    Awe, so cute & cookies...mmmmm! :)

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  10. lioneagleMarch 19, 2012 at 7:01 AM

    Hi Mary -

    This is precious. How cute.

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