Cookie Monster
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Relevance’s 24th birthday. It would have been Edred’s 21st.
It had been hot lately. As the morning grew more bold, Collette and Puck stayed in the shade of the indoors. Collette washed dishes, scrubbed the counters, saw to papers and laundry, and Puck cooed, napped, and fussed, in that order.
Eventually OLeif returned for a late lunch of lentil soup.
They would be leaving for Arkansas in three days. Collette had not given much thought to any preparations yet. OLeif wanted to show her the two houses he had lived in ten years ago and their old church in Yellville, maybe even the old “haunted” theme park overgrown in weeds and cracked paint.
“Look what Linnea and I are going to make,” Collette showed OLeif a recipe that evening entitled: Cool Kaleidoscope Cookies.
“Why don’t you ever make cookies with me?” OLeif pretended to whine.
“OLeif, I don’t think you’d enjoy making anything called Cool Kaleidoscope Cookies.”
“I’m a cool kaleidoscope,” said OLeif the Skullsplitter.
That night, Puck somehow managed to wiggle out of his blanket, wedged between a pillow and a roll of blankets, and kick himself into a horizontal position in his crib by early the next morning. Collette couldn’t exactly decide how he had accomplished this feat.