Cookie?

After Danny enjoyed cookies several times, before every meal Danny always insists on having cookies. Then we have to do some negotiations and distractions, so at least he will have several bites of his dinner before he gets what he wants.

One day at dinner time, strangely, Danny seemed to forgot about cookies.  We settled him down in his seat and all of us started to have dinner.  Danny was especially cooperative and quietly working on his dinner.  I feel relaxed when Danny is willing to eat on his own and nothing is better than to see your boys enjoy your cooking.

“I think I am getting better at cooking now!”  I said proudly.  Suddenly, Danny broke his silence.  Quietly as if he was reminding me of something, he said “Cookie….”  Oh no, here it comes!

I sort of reminded him of the word “cookie” by saying “cooking”.  I was worried that the peaceful dinner would be ruined and was angry at myself for not choosing my words more carefully. 

I looked at Danny and said firmly, “Mommy was talking about cookING, not cookie!” 

Danny looked at me, a bit confused, I think, then returned to his dinner afterwards.  What a relief!  I said to myself, “how scary, I am really lucky this time!”