Cookies

While the kids were here, 

I found myself in Grandma Jail.

For giving the little guy....

fruit snacks and juice.

Really?????

I can do so much worse than that.

So we made cookies.

They were going home the next day.

Turns out he likes chocolate chips.

A lot.

He tried to have some for breakfast the next day.

And here is the classic 3 generation picture.

Eating cookies.

Someone already ate his,

while his son savored every chocolate chip.

I miss all the little people.

Very quiet around here.