“No!” The babysitter said at the two young children who continuously reached for the cookies, the children’s faces squished up creating creases in the young skin causing them to look like two walking balls of crumpled paper instead of two five year old. The babysitter held the two cookies in her hand, high up away from the children like she was teasing two puppies. “But, we want the cookies.” One pouted, fiddling with her chubby fingers, her eyes locked on the chocolate chip glory that was a Chips Ahoy Cookie. “I said no.” The babysitter said, the plastic packaging crumpled under her hand as she put the two cookies back in the packaging. Looking back at the children, their wide eyes were glossed over like they were about to cry and their noses
