A few weeks ago, I noticed that Zach’s day care provider was adding chocolate to his milk every once in a while as a treat. I had given him chocolate milk a few times at home, but it wasn’t a regular thing. The next time I went to the store I picked up a bottle of chocolate syrup just to have on hand (since the one in our fridge was years old). As soon as he saw it, he got all excited and wanted some right then and there. Since then, the chocolate milk has become a daily thing. Every time I go to get him a cup of milk, he begs for his “tock-otte.”
Then, last weekend we made a trip to Sam’s to pick up a few things. I was going to pick up a package of their pre-made cookies since my sister and her kids were coming over, but decided instead to get the big tub of chocolate chip cookie dough and bake them myself. That way they would be all warm and gooey, just the way I like them. Besides that, I could sneak a spoonful or two of dough out and no one would notice.
Apparently I wasn’t sneaky enough with the cookie dough, because Zach caught me with a spoonful Saturday night and wanted a bite. Being the loving mom that I am, I just couldn’t deny him the joy of chocolate chip cookie dough. Let me tell ya, the boy enjoyed that cookie dough. He enjoyed it so much that he kept asking for “more”. After sharing another spoonful, I told him that was enough and put the spoon in the sink. He wasn’t done though. He marched right into the kitchen, opened the drawer, pulled out a spoon, held it up to me and said, “more!”
Now every time I go toward the fridge he is either asking for “tock-otte” or grabbing a spoon out of the drawer in order to get a little scoop of cookie dough. I think his chocolate addiction is starting to surpass mine and that is a scary thing. It kind of makes me miss the days when he would just beg for cheese or carrots.