When Danielle came home from school, I was in the kitchen baking cookies. She said, “Mom what are you making?” Coconut cookies I replied. “Mom you know that I don’t like coconut cake,” so you know that I won’t like coconut cookies. Well, I made coconut cookies, because I wanted some coconut cookies. You don’t have to eat the coconut cookies just because I made them. Your brother will help me eat the cookies. I told your Aunt Emily that I was making coconut cookies, she wants me to save some for her.
The aroma of the cookies filled the kitchen. Danielle was eyeing the cookies as I placed them on the cooling rack. My son bit into one of cookies, “Mom this cookie is delicious,” said KJ. “Mom the