"Cooks!"

Owen just so happened to develop a sweet tooth. I love desserts after dinner.  I also have a husband who can clear a cookie jar in no time flat.  So to say I’m surprised or don’t know why he has such a sweet tooth would be untrue!!

When Owen is hungry, his general habit is to pull us into the kitchen and push our hands towards the cabinet where he knows all his food is kept.  He does this when he is thirsty too, as he’s pretty observant and also knows milk, juice and all manner of beverages come from the fridge.  He also knows his yogurt is in there.  He pulls these out all on his own!  On many occasions though, he has one main objective in his quest for snacks.  He is searching out and saying “cooks??”  He will peek over the top of the counter where they are kept and stand on tip toes to reach them. In our house, if you ask for cookies, you’re likely to excite our 2 year old son and have us ask you what on earth cookies are b/c cookies, are now lovingly referred to as cooks. Without even realizing it, it’s become a household staple. There are always cooks in the jar waiting for the next requestor!  Unless of course the requestor is a small blonde, curly-headed little boy who just so happened to eat none of his dinner.  Then I have to use the term No Cooks.  And no one in the house likes to hear that one!!! 

I love this small little change in terminology that has shifted at our house. It’s a refreshing reminder of simple happinesses that make up childhood. It also makes me laugh and I never want to forget it.