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I gave my daughter the last black and white cookie tonight after dinner. She began eating but then spit out the partially chewed cookie onto her plate, saying, “No! This is Mommy’s cookie! She loves black and white cookies. She can eat it when she gets home!”
It was too late to save the cookie for Elysha. Even the un-chewed portion had been mangled by her little hands.

But damn it was sweet. A little disgusting, too. But very sweet.