That's the message that my middle daughter relayed to me over the phone.
I told you I would report back on how my
first she had to open it up to read her fortune......"what? my dog is going to be a daddy? When?"
Then she took a nibble out of her cookie....
Me: So, is it good ?
Granddaughter: Uh, sure....it's good.
Me: Take another bite, then chew it and swallow.
Granddaughter: Ok....bites a tiny bite...moves it around with in her mouth.
Me: Now swallow!!
Granddaughter: I did
Me: Let me see...open wide. WIDER! lift up your tongue.
Granddaughter closes mouth, closes eyes....swallows hard!
She sits down on the stairs and JJ consoles her.
Now the boys come in. You can always count on the boys to be straight forward and tell you like it is.
Me: Hey guys, I made you some fortune cookies from scratch.
Grandson: What's scratch?
Me: That means homemade....try one. Read your fortune first.
Grandson's friend reads fortune: ...HUH! "you accidentally wake up 30 lbs lighter.."
Grandson's friend: No way can that happen, I can't lose weight and play football.
Me: How do the cookies taste.
Grandson's friend: They taste like poison....are they poison?
Grandma J knew they were gross. They didn't look like, or taste like fortune cookies...at all!