Summer, Day 39

Yali walks in for a good morning kiss. I sense a strong aroma of cinnamon…

Collette: “Yali, where are my snickerdoodles?”

Yali: “In my belly.”

Collette: “You ate all the cookies?”

Yali: “Yes!”

Collette: “I hid them on top of the cabinet. How did you even get up there?’

Yali: (sly grin) “Cock-a-doodle-do!”