C is for Cookie

Mary definitely has her parent’s sweet tooth! When Courtney was a baby she didn’t have any sugar until she had a piece of her first birthday cake. Being older parents (more like spoiling grandparents if the truth be told) Mary has had little tastes of this and that starting with the Rice pudding in River Grove when we visited Grandpa Damato. I try to limit it to the weekend only and no more than maybe a ¼ of a cookie or a little square of graham cracker. So far I think her favorite was a little less than ½ of a Reece's Peanut Butter Cup (I know I broke ALL the rules with that one) but she kept saying MMM MMM while she was eating it. So far I think we have done pretty much the opposite of everything we did with Courtney.

As my sister in law Lisa pointed out I am much more laid back about finger prints too. When her kids were little I practically followed them around my house with the Windex and paper towels now Mary’s hand prints are a work of art across the bottom of the TV. Between Mary and Hope I don’t stand a chance anyway and who really cares?? Except for maybe my Dad and he isn’t there!