Aw Nuts!

Avatar Author: Miz Em I have very little in the way of a writing education. I know nothing about poetry for instance, and my attempts are probably not in accordance with what a real poet would expect. But it makes me happy to put words toget... Read Bio

Mama used to let me help her bake cookies. After Jack was down for his nap, Mama would bring out the big mixing bowl and I’d gather the measuring cups and spoons. My favorite cookies were peanut butter – they always smelled so yummy!

One afternoon during the winter I was seven, we’d slid the last dozen cookies into the oven when Jack began crying. Mama washed her hands, wiped them dry and she met my gaze saying, “Don’t touch the oven Gabby. Come get me if I’m not back in time.”

“Yes Mama,” I replied.

She left and I sat coloring at the kitchen table, listening for the oven timer. We had arranged the most recent batch on the cooling rack and placed it on the window seat to cool; Mama left the window cracked when she baked to keep the kitchen cool. There was a rustling sound and I looked up from the coloring book.

Sitting on the window seat was the fattest squirrel I’d ever seen! As I watched he stuffed a whole cookie in his mouth! Then he grabbed one in each hand and tried to go back through the window.

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  1. Avatar Drake West

    Oh and what happened next to that fat squirrel?

  2. Avatar Miz Em

    Thanks for stopping by Drake and for the nudge. I plan to take it further when time allows; hopefully it won’t be long. : )

  3. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    I like the warm, caring scene and wasn’t expecting the squirrel at the end.

  4. Avatar DjDashy (LoA)

    Agreed! The squirrel was an unexpected addition to this charming piece of work. It made me laugh. Reading this also triggered memories I had long thought of to be lost, only I was the one stealing cookies from the sill! :)

  5. Avatar ethelthefrog

    A growling sense of foreboding built in my mind as I read this piece. I was about to leap out of my skin when it turned out to be a squirrel. I wonder if the squirrel is an omen.

  6. Avatar Miz Em

    Apologies for my lack of response … boy, you go offline for a bit and look what happens?! Thank you all so much for stopping by and reading my little story. I can’t say with certainty that this really happened (the squirrel part) but my Mom did used to cool the cookies on a window sill in our kitchen. And because our apartment was above a store back in Richmond, Indiana we were up the trees some so I suppose the family lore could be true. I’d like to believe it is. : )

    Thanks again!

  7. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Cute moment from childhood. I like the straightforward nature of the narration; it fits the character.

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