Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sunday Morning Cookies

Daddy comes home today. We leave for the airport, chattering all the way. What a treat to see him after four days apart! Smoothie in the car, being careful not to spill! The best I can do for breakfast on the run.

Daddy! Little face wreathed in smiles as he hugs and kisses her. Luggage in, belts are buckled, we are on our way. Together. What a relief to have my partner home with me. We fill him in on all the events of the week, little things of grave importance.

When we arrive, Daddy sleeps. Long day and sleepless night for him yesterday. We quietly leave and close the bedroom door. What now? "Let's make cookies for Daddy!" I suggest. "Yay!" Peanut Butter will do. Baker-in-the-making pours in every ingredient while Mommy operates the mixer. We shape the cookies and place them on the cookie sheet. Little One licks her fingers then rolls more dough. Inwardly I smile, outwardly I admonish. Cookies are now safely in the oven. They'll be done soon.

Off to the store for a few necessities, then back to jump on Daddy. Tickling ensues and shrieks of elation ring through the house. Thank you, thank you, for this delicious noise! It's been far too quiet.

We eat supper together, looks of contentment passing from Daddy to Mommy. Ahh, sweet satisfaction. Story time together as a family, bath time for Gracie, then snuggling before going to sleep. Now it's my turn! Relaxation is about to commence.

Good night, world!


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