Some grandmas have limousines
and the biggest homes you have seen,
but my grandma is best by far, for she
has got a cookie jar!
I have always wanted to be a grandmother. I dreamed about it, I fantasized about it, I felt it. But when I dreamed, it was in pink in visions of tea parties and Tinkerbell. For nearly four years, my life had been consumed with Cinderella, Dora the Explorer, Princess stories, American Girl dolls, ballet and play kitchens. Girl Things! Sugar & spice and everything nice.
I love my grandsons but I had been at a loss as to how I would relate to them. I don’t like sports, dirt and trucks. And I especially don’t like football. For months I had let the question of ‘What would we have in common?’ interfere with getting to know my grandsons. Fortunately, for me my grandsons have forgiven me for my lapse of judgment. How do I know? Because we have become enchanted with one another. The question still exists but I have time to find the answers. Their papa has told me the way to a man’s heart or a little boy’s is a cookie jar. Preferably with chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.
1 1/2 cups of packed brown sugar
1 cup of butter softened
1 tsp. of vanilla
2 cups of quick cooking oats
1 tsp. of baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1 cup semisweet chocolate chips
1 cup of chopped nuts
Directions: heat oven to 350 degrees. In a large bowl, stir brown sugar and butter until blended. Stir in vanilla and egg until light and fluffy. Stir in oats, flour, baking soda and salt. Stir in chocolate chips and nuts. Use a ice cream scoop and drop by rounded tablespoons about 2 inches apart on an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake 10 to 12 minutes or until golden brown. Cool slightly; remove from cookie sheet to wire rack.