that's the way the cookie crumbles...

Trev's grandparents took us and the kids out to dinner last night. Towards the end of dinner the waitress came over and told Parker that he got a treat with his meal and gave him a package containing 2 Oreos. He was thrilled and since he had finished everything on his plate proceeded to open the bag to eat his cookies. At about the time he took his first bite, Grandma looked over at him wistfully and said in a sad voice, "Parker, Grandma didn't get any cookies with her meal." (hoping he would feel bad and maybe offer her a piece). He looked at her and then looked at his cookie then looked back at her ( i was feeling proud b/c he gave every indication that he was going to share his cookie) and instead he said to her. "Maybe next time."