Saved by the Oreo

RARELY do I buy these chocolately cream filled cookies at the store but made an exception on my last shopping trip. Of course, it was Josh who snuck them in the cart. "How could I put up a fight when he works so hard", I thought. I have this THING against oreos and doritos and these 2 treats just happen to be my husband's favorites. So...every so often (when he goes shopping with me) we bring these bad boys home.
Tonight I broke a rule. Rule #1 Watch what you tell the kids because they're very good at holding you to your word. Yes, I know..."hope deferred maketh the heart sick." I told the kids we'd bake cookies together after they cleaned their room. It took them F.O.R.E.V.E.R to clean the room. (I know, Jenny...set the timer.) Finally, they were done and there I was sitting alone in the front room pretending to be very busy when Greyson comes to me and says, "Mommy, it's time to make cookies." My thoughts: "Oh, my word ~ I did tell them that ~ I'm soooo tired ~ Quick think of something ~ "Hope deferred maketh the heart sick" (conviction) ~ cookies...cookies...OREOS!" Saved by the oreo! The kids were actually MORE excited to be eating oreos as this is a treat for them. That must say something if they like oreos better than my cookies. :) Here are some pics of the Casaus kiddos enjoying a bedtime snack. I confess, I had some too. :)