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Yesterday, toward the end of our day in the city, we stopped at Wal-Mart for groceries. Morgan was helping me get the things on my list and was putting things in the cart on the sly. When I was putting away the groceries at home, I found a package of those frosted sugar cookies Wal-Mart sells from their bakery that they decorate to match whatever the current season or holiday.
I said, “Morgan, let me show you the baked cookies on the counter and the refrigerator full of cookie dough ready to be baked.”

Morgan: “I forgot that you make cookies.”

SHE’S BEEN AWAY FROM HOME FOR ONE WEEK AND SHE FORGOT THAT I MAKE COOKIES.
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For real. I lolled and then I read it to my husband.
Morgan rocks.
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No more staying at the slanted farmhouse for you, young lady.
lol
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I pray Ross makes it home safe and sound and you all have a very Merry Christmas!
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I’ll be thinking of you and your family, especially your oldest being home! Merry Christmas.
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To have a thankless child!
Well, there’s nothing like the taste of those store-bought cookies to make her appreciate having a mother who bakes the real thing. You could punish her by making her eat them…but who could punish a kid who giggles like that?
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