Andrew
“Do I have time to finish the two remaining batches?” She asks, changing the subject.
I keep my disappointment at bay. With Sky, nothing will come easy. I need patience otherwise she will panic and run away.
“Sorry beautiful Sky, you have ten minutes to change. Jeans and a shirt will do.” I say as I push her out of the kitchen.
“But I have to clean up and put the rest of the cookie dough in the fridge.”
“I will do that. Now skedaddle!” I laugh shooing her away.
She laughs and leaves to get ready.
I look at the mess on my kitchen counter and I realize two important things: I would love to come back home to such a mess every night. Even better, I want to create that mess with her every night! And the second observation is that Sky cares… she baked cookies for me. If this is no
