Mmm… I took a seat on the couch, exhaustedly flipping though channels, the deaf subtitles always turned on now for me. I glanced at my pile of books, stopping the constant touch of my finger touching the > button to look at the cookie filled cover. I gots an idea… Quickly I stood and grabbed the book, my tiredness washed away at the exited thought of making cookies while Mama was out at work, a thing she didn’t do often, and grocery shopping. Bwig Bwoder? Ya wanna make Cwookies?! I showed him the book quietly. He, after seeing the results of the visit the first time with his aunt, opted to stay with us if we didn’t mind.