We ran into yet another bit of preschool
wisdom the other day when Josiah was here for a visit. His usual routine at some point soon after he
arrives is to make sure we are stocked with ice cream. He is, I’m certain, merely concerned for our
welfare. I mean after all, who can be at
their most effective, most productive, most attentive best without an
occasional boost of Blue Bell ice cream?
I for one certainly appreciate his active concern. This particular day, however, even little MaGriff
the Fire Dog got distracted. For what
did he see when he pulled open the freezer door? An entire package of double stuffed oreo
cookies.
OK.
I know what you are thinking.
What was a package of double stuffed oreo cookies doing in the freezer
anyway? They should be freed, out on the
counter, available for blessing all comers.
That’s all true in most cases. As
it stands around here, however, we have to be very careful what - and how much –
sweet stuff we leave out and available.
On the one hand we do have to be careful about items packaged in places
that also deal with tree nuts because of Jachin’s severe nut allergies. But it’s the other hand that most concerns us
on a daily basis. See, any sweet stuff
left unguarded on the counters in our kitchen is fair game for our own resident
Cookie Monster. And those of you who
know her know who I’m talking about. Mom
is the master at secretly – and not-so-secretly – absconding with every bit of
candy and cookies and cake and cinnamon rolls and apple turnovers – you get the
picture – that find their way onto the counter.
A package of double-stuffed oreos wouldn’t stand a chance against her
stealth tactics, so the most logical hiding place is the freezer. Of course it also helps that a double-stuffed
oreo is particularly tasty when it is frozen.
Not that I would be the one eating them or anything.
So Josiah found the stash and decided
instantly that his allegiance to Blue Bell could be placed aside temporarily in
favor of this new delicacy. Of course
Nani agreed. She established his place
at the head of the table, presented him with his very own frozen oreo and
walked away. But suddenly Josiah cried
out for assistance. Puzzled, Chris
returned to offer whatever assistance might be needed. Pointing to the cookie on the table in front
of him, Josiah declared, “I can’t eat that.”
Now really curious, Chris queried, “Why can’t you eat that? It’s a cookie.” Frustrated by her lack of understanding, but
ever the little gentleman, Josiah patiently explained, “I can’t eat that. It’s not open.” Ah, of course. Chris hastened to meet his concerns, and in
seconds had the cookie properly twisted opened and back on the table before
him. His eyes lit up, and with a brief,
but admiring glance at his benefactor, he noted, “You opened it,” and proceeded
to dig in. Yeah, those Nani's are amazing.
The moral of the story? Always have plenty of Blue Bell and when it
comes to oreos, open before serving.
Psalms 37:23-24 says, “If the Lord delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm; though he
stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with his hand.”
Father, watch over those awesome grandkids
of mine. All of them. Amen.
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