"Mum, can we bake cookies when you get up?"
I peel open one sleepy eye and gaze grumpily at Miss 10, who is standing in the doorway. All I really want is another hour of sleep. It's only days before Christmas, and there is so much to do. I really don't have time to add 'cookie baking' to an already overwhelming 'to do' list.
She hops from foot to foot, smiling hopefully. "Please, mummy. I really feel like some cookies."
"What kind of cookies?" I ask.
"Chocolate chip. Without any nuts in them though. I don't like the ones with nuts."
I sigh. She pouts. She wins. "Okay .... " I say.
"Yay!!" Her face splits into a huge grin.
I don't feel like sleeping any more.
I feel like cookies. I'll need coffee to go with them, though.

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