Milk and Cookies

There's something special about milk and cookies. It's a treat I have a hard time saying," no," to but I have never been able to figure out why.

Maybe because it's a classic.

Maybe because they remind me of making cookies with my Abuelita as a child.

Maybe because it reminds me of my grandpa and how he always froze cookies from Costco, so he'd always have cookies on hand.

Maybe I just really like milk and cookies.

Either way, when I have a hard day, like the day we had today that was filled with unnecessarily hard thing after unnecessarily hard thing, milk and cookies are just the thing to hit the spot.

So as I quickly write this, I stare at my milk and my cookies as I "hide" in my bedroom after putting the baby to bed, and I count myself lucky I bought cookies the other day.

Milk and cookies are the perfect nightcap to this difficult day.

Goodnight. Even if it is only 7:20.