Waiting for Cookies

Well Thomas was upset so I thought I'd cheer him up by making him cookies. I told him how awesome it would be and he got all excited and happy but when I put the dough in the oven he was confused. Why couldn't he have the cookies? He tried to open the oven door but unfortunately/fortunately he's a bit too short. So you can see the progression from anxious lip-licking to mournful sobs. 8 minutes is an eternity.

Next time I'll tell him about the cookies once they're cool.

Or just give him a popcicle.

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