About my Momma!

          There were 7 of us kids. I was in the middle, and like most middle children I was sometimes a forgotten child. I was the Fourth of Seven, but at one point I was the oldest left at home, not going to school yet that is. I remember one day it was really storming and I couldn't go out and play. We lived on a farm and were outdoor kids. No one that I knew of stayed inside then. We would play all day long in the sun, out in the rain, whatever. We could pretty much do as we wished, as long as we did'nt leave the gates open and let the cows out. Or something equally stupid, like skinny dipping in the ponds. Which we did all the time.

          Mamma put my younger sister Robin, and the youngest of all, my brother Tracy, down for a nap. Then we made some Chocolate Chip Cookies. The kind that came in the tube, in the Dairy section. Seems I remember Pillsbury, The Dough Boy, but I'm not for sure. We got us a plate full of them, then I sat on her lap and we ate them while it turned dark outside and thundered and lightened. She told me my favorite story - The Three Little Pigs. It was a special little time with just her and me. She told me not to tell the others about the cookies, but I did, just as soon as they got home...