Friday, September 7, 2012

Don't mess with my Cookies.


The other day, a nice member of our ward dropped off some BBQ spices/recipes and some of his own homemade smoked pork because Robert had mentioned to him that he was interested in smoking his own meat.  Anyway, Robert felt like he should give this nice man something to take home with him after he had been so generous to us.  We had a plateful of cookies left and Robert sent him home with the whole plate.  Ella was mad--she loves cookies.  Robert explained and said,  "What else could I do?"  Ella said, "You could have just said: 'Thank you', Dad!"

1 comment:

Meredith Hayes said...

HILARIOUS! I love you, Ella.