Anyone Want A Recipe For Paper Cookies?
Yesterday, Andrew got a hankerin’ for cookies. Since the only kind I had all the ingredients in the house for were peanut butter cookies, that’s what I made. I had to look up the recipe on the internet since my recipes are all still in Idaho. The recipe I found made delicious cookies, but they all came out very, very thin. As Andrew picked up the first one, he declared, "They’re like paper!" As the rest of us dove in, my unadventurous oldest child, Ethan, refused to have any. Oh well, more for the rest of us. Right?
Well, today I got out the cookies again for that snack in between lunch and dinner. I offered one to Ethan and he said, "No thanks, I don’t like paper cookies."
Huh? And then I remembered Andrew’s comment last night. "You do know that these cookies aren’t really made of paper, don’t you? Daddy just said that because they’re thin like paper is thin. They’re actually peanut butter cookies."
"Oh. Can I have one, then?" I handed him the cookie and he promptly devoured it and declared it the most yummiest cookie he ever eated!
Pretty cute. It’s amazing… all the twists & turns of the English language…
Once when I was little, I took a little phrase literally when my father said that the neighbor “jumped all over [his] back”. I got upset because I thought she was mean/hurting my father….so I went and stomped on her bushes.
All one big misunderstanding…
Comment by Lainey-Paney — July 17, 2007 @ 8:46 pm