Cookies for Christmas
“Cookie’s for breakfast, yay!”
“Rusty, leave those alone, we’re delivering them after lunch.”
Everyone had been told the cookies were Christmas presents.
Annabelle had worked hard to bake the dozens of cookies and decorate them with sparkles.
The sad look on Rusty’s face made her feel almost guilty.
“I’ve saved some for you, brother dear.”
Vowing to behave himself, he slipped a cookie into his pocket!
Innocently, Annabelle told him she had seen the cookie disappear.
Their mom came into the kitchen to see what they were doing.
“You can have a cookie, mom ~ just not Rusty right now.
“Creativity takes courage.”
~ Henri Matisse
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