Manipulation cookies

The family has figured out how to get anything they want from me. They learned this and used it against me last night.

Everyone knows my baby girl is expecting and since the day she told us about it I have quite literally given her and/or done anything she wants. She is spoiled like that anyway being pregnant made it 10x worse.

Last night all the kids came for Sunday dinner and some pumpkin carving, while trying to get dinner on the table she says "do you have the ingredients to make some cookies?" Of course I do was my answer. And I started mixing up cookies. Because baby wanted cookies baby is getting cookies.

After getting some cookies in the oven we got ready to eat dinner and Stephen comes walking into the kitchen and asks "your making cookies for Brittnie? I said yes, he starts laughing Britt says "You are going to give yourself away." I am looking at them a bit confused at first then it hits me.

I have been manipulated. They figured out how to get whatever they want by sending my pregnant baby girl to ask for it.

Funny thing is...

I would do anything for any one of them they just have to ask. They had me though. I will literally drop everything I'm doing to do anything Britt wants right now. Don't get use to it sister come April only tiny baby will get that kind of attention from me for the rest of forever (or until I get more grandbabies)

So today after lunch I enjoyed a few of the manipulation cookies with a nice cold cup of milk.

Recipe for manipulation cookies:

Follow the printed recipe on the back of Toll house chocolate chips bag. (That's what I did)

Have a fantastic week!

I know it's been a while since I wrote maybe I'll be back again soon.

Thanks for reading.

Tammyc

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