And we have lots of them around here. They wear green outfits and have sweet smiles and big eyes. They know who to ask for when they ring the doorbell, too. Then, a month later, I come home to this:
This is phase one of a three part cookie drop off. We will be having cookies for Thanksgiving dinner at this rate. What this photo does not show are the empty boxes - yep, I said boxes - that Walker polished off during the football game. At least I know I have a generous man......
My husband is not crazy about cookies. If not for the fact we raised a couple of girl scouts we never would have bought them. Since our daughters grew up, nobody comes around to sell us any. So sad. I dream of carmel delights, chased by thin mints. Let Walker indulge. COOKIE time is but once a year.
ReplyDeleteWell at least if Walker has pretty faces come to the door, he buys something good. Enjoy!!!
ReplyDeleteI have that problem here too...Lol
ReplyDeleteThis Ozark Farm Chick is with ya all the way!!! Ya just can't resist these little cuties.
ReplyDeleteI wanted to pop over and tell ya how much I appreciated your visit with your sweet comment over at my place.
Please, drop by often. The door of the Ponderosa is always open.
God bless and have a marvelous day sweetie!!! :o)