I wish I could explain to you how much our Sandy loves cookies. But I can't. It's just too deep and all abiding a love for me to really describe it. He calls them "Gee-Go" Well, actually I think he's actually started calling them cookies now, sadly. But gee-go was the word for the last while.
If we go someplace for lunch and he even sees a cookie for sale, it's bad news. If he's someplace he remembers us buying him a cookie before it's bad news. If you give in and buy him a cookie for after lunch, he refuses to eat anything until you give him the cookie. He's obsessed.
Sometimes he wakes up talking about gee-gos. One of my favorite games to play with him is the one where he pretends that one of us is a gee-go and needs to be eaten. You want to make fast friends with Sandy? Next time you come over, bring him a big gee-go. It'll work, I promise.
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I have an idea, inspired by this black and white series. WHY DON"T YOU SPREAD THEM WITH PEANUT BUTTER? Or CREAM CHEEZE. Or BRIE?? Then, at least, he'd be getting a little big of food value out of them. I'm obsessed with Trader Joe's bars, too, but I am not allowed to pitch fits when I even go right down the aisle past them. I think this is not fair - that Sandy is so ADORABLE faced but also allowed to be a TYRANT = he has EVERYTHING and even his fat little cheeks are cute. My fat little cheeks are NOT cute. And I want a gee-go, too.
thanks again for sharing your fun boy
Dad
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