Now as you might have read in earlier posts, my daughter is very serious about her food. Don't try to touch her food. Don't even look at her food. It's hers and you aren't getting any of it.
But that doesn't stop PopPop from trying.
Throughout the meal, my dad was trying to get the cookie from her. He likes to taunt her that way. So my daughter felt the need to guard her cookie during the meal and try to keep it out of PopPop's reach.
Until she found out that we were getting ice cream.
She decided that she wanted ice cream, too. But I told her that she already had a cookie and wouldn't be getting ice cream.
You could just see the wheels turning.
She turned to PopPop and started trying to talk him out of his ice cream. While still keeping her cookie, of course. My dad offered to give her half of his ice cream if she'd give him half of her cookie. She didn't like that idea, so she kept working on him.
Then came her last ditch effort.
"You can lick it before you say goodbye to it!"
As all the grownups at the table were laughing hysterically, I reached into my purse to pull out my notebook and a pen to write that one down...
"Mommy! Don't blog about it!"
Right, like I'm going to pass that one up.
She did end up getting half of PopPop's ice cream in exchange for half of her cookie. Little stinker.