Harriet was a smart little kid. She knew the best time to get into mischief
and almost always got away with it.
Almost. The teddy bear cookie jar
sat quietly on the counter patiently waiting for someone to visit it. Harriet knew that her mother would be out of
the room for several minutes. Just
enough time to sneak one of those gooey, sweet cookies. If they had been her dad’s favorite, peanut
butter, then she could have resisted. If
they had been her mom’s favorite, oatmeal chocolate chip, she probably could
have resisted. But since they were pink
frosted sugar cookies with rainbow sprinkles on top, who could resist
that. She just had to have one. Quickly she pushed the chair over and climbed
on top. Then slowly she lifted the bear’s
head off the jar and gently set it down.
The small clink it made froze her in place. After several moments, Harriet knew it was
safe to continue. She stretched up on
her tippy toes and leaned forward. She
peered down into the jar and spotted the prize at the bottom. Just as she was about to reach her hand in
she heard something. She froze in place
again, slowing her breathing so she could listen.
“Harriet.
What do you think you’re doing, young lady?” Her mother said.
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