Dough Snatcher

I walked down the hall wall into the dimly lit kitchen. The smell of freshly baked cookies filled the air. I looked around for the source of the smell but there was not a cookie in site. Only empty cookie baking sheets still slightly warm.
"Ach...where did she hide them?" I muttered.
I searched in the freezer looking for a container possibly holding cookies. Nothing. I walked into the living room and found Dad looking quite content on the couch.
"Dad, what happened to all of the cookies?"
"I don't know."
Then it hit me. If I couldn't find any on the counter tops then she must have just made part of a batch. YES!
I ran to the fridge and opened it and low and behold there it was, the cookie batter. Jackpot.
I took it out and looked at it. It looked SO good. All of the little chocolate chips were just screaming for me to eat them. I stopped. I was gonna have to take pictures of this for my blog. Who wouldn't want to see all that sugar deliciousness? So I scuffled over to the drawer and got my camera out. But while I was getting my battery put back in who would walk up the steps? Yes. Ana. Great, now I wasn't going to get ANY. I tried to go faster but my camera got caught on some cords from the drawer.
"Leah... don't!" She yelled as she ascended the steps. Err.....am I that predictable?
"Please don't eat any of that. I just tied it so that it would stay sealed because I couldn't find any rubber bands." She pleaded.
Ach... how was I going to resist that face?
"I can be really careful and I can retie it when I'm done. Plus, there are no nuts in it. Mom always puts nuts in it when she makes hers." I tried to sound positive.
"Fine. But you have to make sure it gets sealed again." She walked off.
Um...that was almost easy. I should try this more often.
I walked over and took a picture of the dough. I took off the string and cling wrap and looked at it. All I could think was yum. I opened one of our drawers and took out a spoon. I stuck it in the dough and took out a spoonful. I opened my mouth and filled it with cookie dough. It was SO yummy! The chocolate chips melted in my mouth. I licked off the spoon and put it in the sink. I had succeeded, yes. I put the cling wrap back on the bowl and with a bit of difficulty I got the string back on. Oh yea, score! I returned the bowl to the fridge and went and sat on the couch with Dad. Victorious at last.