I used to be able to escape to the dining room to decorate cookies and Mia wouldn't really understand what was going on in there. I don't think she ever realized that the things that I would decorate were actual cookies...I think she just liked to look at the designs and characters and pretty colors. That time has passed. She's totally onto me.
Over the past few weeks Mia has become extremely curious about my cookie creations. Usually I bake during the day while she's napping and by the time she wakes up the cookies are packed away and won't be brought back out to decorate until she's fast asleep for the night.
So the other day I went in to get her after her nap...she's standing in her crib and I say "Hi Mia!" and she looked at me and said "Smells like cookies." And she waited for me to answer and I just kind of stood there. And she said it again..."Smells like cookies, mama." So I came clean....and I said "Yep! Mommy made snickerdoodles while you were sleeping." ("Snickerdoodles" is now her favorite word...but it comes out "Nickernoonles") We came downstairs and this little detective child looked all around the kitchen for evidence and she just kept saying..."Nickernoonles....where ARE YOU?" It was so darn cute....so I broke down and gave her a cookie. That was the beginning of the end. Now she's unbelievably aware that there are always cookies in our house...she is definitely her mother's daughter with this psychic ability to locate baked goods.
A few days....and many repeated requests for more cookies later....we took Mia to her 18 month checkup at the pediatrician. Now this sweet little angel of mine has been to the doctor so many times in the past few months. She's had like 6 ear infections, multiple checkups, a visit to the ENT, and even some Children's medexpress visits. I feel so bad when she has to get poked and prodded because she's so good about dealing with it. She even says "thank you" to the nurses and doctors. I completely forgot that she was going to get shots at this visit so when the doctor said it I just felt so terrible so I blurted out..."You can have an elmo cookie when you get home!" Oh crap. I had made elmo cookies for a customer that week and I knew that I had a couple extra...that wasn't the problem. I just knew that she wouldn't forget about my promise and now she would know that all of my decorated creations are edible.
|in one hand is the elmo cookie...and in the other
hand is the sticker from the doctor. SO CUTE!