March 1, 2012
This post is just for my brother, Jesse.
To rub it in his face... AGAIN! It's the last snickerdoodle of the batch.
It all started on Monday during F.H.E. My sister and I made a batch of snickerdoodles for the treat. It's been forever since I made a snickerdoodle. I'd forgotten how good they are and how much Jeff likes them. Anyway, we had our spiritual lesson on the Holy Ghost, played a game, and then dived into these sugary, cinnamony, soft, chewy, delicious cookies. I joked how jealous my Dad and brothers would be. Snickerdoodles are Jesse's favorite cookies.
So we sent them a loving text. With pictures, of me getting ready to bite into four cookies stacked on top of each other. (I swear to you I didn't eat four cookies... at once anyway)
Jesse was NOT happy. There may or may not have been threats on our lives and a couple of curse words once he saw what he was missing. Kimmy and I laughed and laughed and laughed at our cruelty. We've also decided to do this every week for F.H.E.
That's the spirit of brotherly love!
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