Below is something I wrote four years ago....
LA
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Just some thoughts:
This past weekend my wife was in the midst of making cookies, along with the aid and assistance of three of our grandchildren, Luke, Delaney and Jake; seven, six and four years old.
My wife is so good with giving them attention. They’ve made cookies before, and they are always a sight to watch as they use the cookie cutters and gently lay them on the cookie pan to go into the oven. Then it’s fun to watch them decorate the cookies with sprinkles and colored icing that somehow manages to get all over them. There’s flour, cookie dough, icing and sprinkles all over the counter and the floor. They do love it and so look forward to doing it. A cousin’s sleepover usually follows, and when they wake up at five a.m. they usually want to know if they can eat the rest of the cookies they made the night before.
After the dough was rolled, cookies cut, baked and decorated, they called me to come down from my home office and eat their masterpieces with them. I was sitting across from four-year -old Jake eating my cookie. He’s a blond towheaded little guy with a sparkle in his eye and cookie elements all over him. As he was enjoying eating his cookies my mother-in-law, his great grandmother, who was sitting to Jake’s left said to him, “I haven’t had a cookie yet, may I have one?” On the counter in front of Jake was his plate with eight cookies remaining. You could see the wheels turning as he debates within himself about his great grandmother’s request. He looked at great grandmother, looked at me, paused a moment and then pointed to me and said, “Why don’t you give her half of your cookie?
I laughed to myself and thought “That’s a pretty good line.” You could see his little mind clicking; “I’ll check matters out, and then I’ll see if I can negotiate someone else into covering for me regarding this matter.”
While in a child that thinking is very understandable, the sad part is far too often that attitude is prevalent in adult society…
“I’ve got mine; let someone else give up theirs, not me.”
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December 16, 2012
Keep on,
Larry Adamson