Pictures Jessica 347I’m getting ready to work on my editing when the boy asks for cookies.

Yes its 9:30 in the morning – go judge someone else suhckah – I need to work.

Anyways, I gave him and the girl two big bowls and refilled their cups. Then? This awesome happened:

The boy placed his bowl on the table; picked up his juice with such voracity – it seemed like those cookies hurt rather than helped. Drank for a few minutes, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said like a man just back from a great hunt:

Ahhhh, that was good. This is good. This is good. This is good. This is good. Really good.