Pumpkin cookies...who would have thought?

Mia and I browse through the grocery store aisle, killing a half hour piano lesson that Hanna takes every week. We decide that ONE treat would be OK for Mia to pick out. All goes well, the day passes and the nest day Mia wants a snack....and she wants 'somethin' new'.

I hand her a treat, and go upstairs. I come back down several minutes later, completely having forgotten the previous scenario and I hear the words....

"Mommy, come here.....smell my fingers." Whoa....I don't like the sound of this. For those of you who know Mia, she can be up to ANYTHING at any moment.

But alas, her fingers smell like PUMPKIN. Whew, thank GOD for those cookies! It was a close one, but I may not be so safe the next time.