Everyone Loves Cookies

I peer through the camera lens at the young girl sitting before me. She’s merely three years old and her attention span is getting shorter by the minute. If I want to get a good picture, I’ll have to hurry before her temper explodes and she starts to cry and her face gets red. Her blond hair is shining against the camera light and the lizards on her dress bring out the green in her eyes. I tell her to smile big for the picture and as soon as the camera clicks, her smile fades to nothing and I get a picture of her pouting. “Come on Aislinn! I’ll buy you a cookie!” her mom bribes her and she leaves for a couple seconds and returns with a chocolate chip cookie. Aislinn’s eyes get as big as saucers when she sees the pastry. “Okay, let’s try this again,” I say and put my eye back on the lens. I can see her mom out of the corner of my eye, holding up the giant cookie. Aislinn smiles wide and I snap the perfect picture.

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