Cookie

Before we boarded the plane for the trip home to New Jersey, JT and I each selected a giant cookie. We planned to dole out the treat bit by bit; a bite as we crossed the Rockies; a chunk as we saw the Mississippi River in the distance below.

It was a BIG cookie. And when JT first began to eat his giant cookie, he looked at it in front of him and sang, "cookie, cookie, cookie, in its yummy, cookieity cookieness." I wouldn't say that it made the plane ride shorter, but it certainly made it a little more fun.