The other day I was craving some Lemon Creme Sandwich Cookies. Growing up it seemed like my dad always had some of these in his office. Later that day, Josh was with me at the grocery store when I picked up some of those cookies. I told him how good they were and that I ate them as kid. He asked "Mom, can I have one when we get home?"
"Sure" I told him as we continued walking down the cookie isle. This made him super happy until we arrived at the Oreos.
"Mom, can we get some Oreos...Please!"
I looked at him with a bewildered expression on my face and said "Josh, didn't you just see me put some cookies into the cart? That's more than enough cookies for us, I'm not going to buy Oreos too."
"What cookies?" he asked.
"Really Josh? Don't you remember that I was just telling you I had them as a kid and you asked if you could have one when we got home?"
"Oh yeah."
Then wanting to make sure that he understood that this meant we were NOT getting the Oreos, I said "Are you ok with that?"
He put the Oreos back and with a smile on his face pointed to the cookies in the cart and said "Yeah.... because these are like the Oreo's brother."
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