Whose Cookie?

As I was looking through emails from the last year, I came across some "Dad" stories that were just too good not to share. Here is one of them!


An older couple joined us for lunch one Sunday noon. Food and conversation flowed freely. The gentleman loved telling stories. Just as the dessert was being served, he launched into yet another lengthy tale, leaving his food nearly untouched on his plate.

Dad, unhindered by the storytelling, continued eating, finishing in record time. As he finished the last bite he looked around, noticing the cookie on his neighbor's plate. As it was within reach, he decided to help himself, never mind that it already had one bite gone.

A cry of alarm went up from his daughters, "That's not your cookie! Put it back!" Confused, Dad quickly took a bite and put it back. Oh, no! Now what? Two bites gone but whose cookie was it? The storyteller graciously handed it back to Dad and after we convinced him it was okay, he happily munched away.

The interrupted story was resumed and Dad, finishing off the second cookie, found that still he wanted more. He quietly reached for another from the cookie plate in the middle of the table. Oh, dear!

We all had a good laugh and Dad got more than his fair share of cookies!