With one slap to the hand and a stern “no” my lust for the double chocolate chip cookie my small hand so desperately grasped for was conquered by the queen of the house and apparently the queen of my snacking habits. Now I understand that mothers are supposed to make sure their kids do not develop bad eating habits and abnormally large stomachs but I can still vividly remember how much I wanted that one cookie. I was “starving” and my mouth was full of that spit you only get when you really want something. I looked up into the cupboard and there was the one thing that the spit in my mouth was dying to dissolve into. A packet of double chocolate chip cookies was within my eyesight and within my reach. I began to reach up and slither my hand
