The Cookie Jar

To have had the pleasure of growing up in a house that held secret, sweet surprises...here is a treat.

  There it is..up high on the counter..behind the toaster and the bread..

the very object of our quest..that which got us out of bed...

the cookie jar!

 Slowly we creep down the hall..pausing at every door..

waiting for any sign of movement..counting the gentle snores..

almost there...

now past the hallways..just a few more steps..

we enter Grandmas domain..THE KITCHEN..

ah ..only seconds remain...

 Oh why did she put our quest reward so high..

where is that stepping stool?

So focused..so intense..how our mouths are so a drool.

 Finally..our just reward..stealth has conquered all..

we sit with sweet cookie victory while Grandma watches from the hall!    

Author's Note

Enjoy..I know you are smiling...

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

that is an adorable scene. you really captured the time of childhood and innocence. great job.