Girl Scout Cookies

A while back, I ordered some girl scout cookies from a little girl that knocked on our door.  I have no idea who she was, but she knocked on the door, and I like girl scout cookies, so I bought some Thin Mints, Tagalongs, and Do-Si-Dos.  They're four dollars a box now!  I remember when they were a dollar a box and the boxes were bigger, but I digress.  Anyway, since I haven't eaten them, or added to the girl scout cookie pile at work, they've just been laying, unopened, on the table.  The kids have really been eying those cookie boxes lately.  Jeni called me the other day and asked if Janelle could have some of "my" Thin Mints, because she wanted one of those "chocolate" cookies.  She'd told Janelle that those were my cookies and she'd have to ask me.  Of course, I said yes.  I don't have a "mine" that I won't share with the kids.  Jeni told me later that she only did that to slow down their appetite for cookies.  Janelle loved the Thin Mints, by the way.

Fast forward a few days... and I'm telling this second hand, because I was at work. We had a box of Tagalongs on  the kitchen counter, out of reach (or so we thought), that Jeni had been doling out, one by one, at select times.  There were three left in the box... until Jeni caught Joseph going up the stairs, where Janelle was, with a cookie in one hand that he was offering to Janelle, and two cookies in the other, presumably for himself.  I have to give him credit for his generosity in sharing his haul with his sister.

This morning, Jeni woke to silence.  That's unusual since the kids usually wake up before Jeni and wake her up - either making noise playing, or coming to her bed and waking her.  Jeni went down the hall to check on them and they were both missing from their rooms!  She went down stairs and discovered that they were conspiring to get the Do-Si-Dos.  They had gotten hold of the box and had it in the floor with the cardboard flap open but they were having trouble getting the plastic sleeve open.  Joseph was on his was to Janelle with a pair of scissors.  Those little schemers had managed to stay quiet, work together, and were about to liberate a box of girl scout cookies!

I've got to love the little stinkers for their ingenuity and, although they are always ready to tattle on each other for transgressions real or imagined, they love each other and share and work together to get what they mutually want.