Saturday, November 14, 2009

What do YOU think happened?

Last night, Max wasn't feeling well. He fell asleep on the couch, then he threw up.

On the couch.

(I just have to say that when choosing a couch, leather is the way to go. The clean up is so much easier than on fabric upholstery)

I gave Max a bath and put his pajamas on him. I asked him how he was feeling and he said "I think I eated too much and it gave me a tummy egg."
"It gave you a tummy ache," I told him "the word is ache"
"NO! It's EGG! It has an "E" in it! It's a tummy EGG!"

Meanwhile, CJ was making some no bake cookies. These are a favorite of ours, and one of the few foods that Max will eat.
Naturally, Max wanted some cookies, but me, being the mean mom that I am, wouldn't let him have any cookies because he just threw up, and I thought the cookie wouldn't sit well in his stomach.
Instead of a cookie, I fed him some crackers then put him to bed.

This morning, my husband took the older boys with him to get run some errands. I slept in a while and when I got up and went into the kitchen, there were only 6 cookies left. I ate three cookies and Brielle ate three.
A while later, Max came walking out into the kitchen. I asked him how he was feeling and he said that he was feeling better and that he was really hungry.
Then he looked on top of the counter and said,

"Hey, where are the cookies? I wanted to eat some cookies!"

What do you think I did?

1) I apologized to him and told him that we had just eaten the last of the cookies.
2) I told him that cookies were bad for him and that he shouldn't be eating them anyway, then fed him a healthy breakfast.
3) I told him that there were never any cookies, he must have dreamed that we made cookies.
4) I told him that CJ ate them all.
5) I told him that flying monkeys came in through our chimney in the middle of the night and took the cookies to throw at people (or other monkeys) that they didn't like.

Leave your guess in the comments.

Or you can tell me what you would have done.


Mum-me said...

I think you told him #6 while trying to brush cookie crumbs from the corner of your mouth, hoping he wouldn't notice.

Mum-me said...

And please share the no-bake cookie recipe. Sounds like something we could use here during this current heatwave.

Staci K. said...

I vote #6! Those pesky critters are always causing some kind of trouble :)

Brandi said...

I'm thinking #6.

I would have saved at least one cookie for him. I would have told him that if he could keep down a little breakfast, then he could have a cookie.

word verification:

oamole - as in "Oh, a mole ate the last cookie!"

Nicole said...

My guess is number 1. And I agree...leather is they way to go!

Suburban Correspondent said...

3 or 4, depending on how gullible he is. 3. Yes, that's what I would have done.

b. said...

I think you did number 1.

I would have most likely done #4, or maybe #6.

The Head Eagle said...

I so think #6.

Kristina P. said...

I am going with number 6.

Jen said...

I think you ran to hide in the bathroom and locked the door for five minutes, while he pounded on it saying, "I WANT COOKIES!" and you covered your ears and hummed, "C is for Cookie."

mommeeof9 said...

What cookies? Oh, those cookies. Yes, you can help me yours after breakfast. First you need to eat breakfast, get dressed and help me with the dishes.

amelia said...

6!!! Oh please let it be 6 - that would be so awesome.

The Boob Nazi said...

Number 3!!!

MaeRae said...

I am cheating because I read ahead. But WAY TOO FUNNY- I would have blamed another kid too.

Bonnie the Boss said...

You so should have gone with the family theme and blamed it on the monkeys.

Maraiya said...

I'm not cheating - I haven't read the answer - and I vote for the naughty animal contigency. I'm just a huge fan of theirs.

Damama T said...

I vote #5 because you know that Max knows his Naughties too well to believe that they would steal HIS cookies. Yours, maybe. His - NOPE! So it HAD to be those dang flying monkeys!

WV: MISPHAV - the art of redirecting a reader's attention from the true villain by pointing an an old favorite adversary.