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Cookies with Sprinkles

Written by Shari L. Klase

Illustrated by Julie Hammond


 

“Billy, would you take these TEN cookies over to Grandma’s house. She loves cookies with sprinkles on them!” Mom told Billy with a smile.

“So do I,” Billy nodded.

"Okay, you may have one. I guess one less won’t hurt.”

Billy took one of the cookies in his hand and picked up the plate of nine cookies with the other hand. He took a bite of the delicious cookie.

“Yum,” he said. “NINE cookies for Grandma.”

He walked out the door carefully with the cookies. On the way out, he almost ran into his sister, Cindy. She spied the cookies.

“I love cookies with sprinkles,” she said longingly.


“Okay, you may have one,” Billy said, just like Mom. “I guess one less won’t hurt.”

Cindy took a cookie. “Thank you,” she said.

Billy continued down the street with eight cookies.

“EIGHT cookies for Grandma,” he said.

On the street outside his house, he met his friends, Timmy and Tommy.

“Cookies with sprinkles! Yum!” Timmy said.

“You may have one,” Billy repeated again. “I guess one less won’t hurt.”

Timmy took a cookie. Tommy sighed. Billy looked at Timmy smiling with a cookie. Then he looked at Tommy. Tommy was not smiling.

“Okay, you may have one,” Billy said to Tommy. “I guess one less won’t hurt.”

“Thank you,” Timmy and Tommy both said.

Billy continued down the street with six cookies.

“SIX cookies for Grandma,” he said.

Billy turned the corner and saw his neighbor, Mrs. Baxter with her little boy, Andy.

“Cookies with sprinkles!” Andy shouted. “Can I have one?”

“That’s not polite,” Mrs. Baxter told Andy.

“That's okay. He may have one. I guess one less won’t hurt.”

Andy took a cookie happily. “Thank you,” he said.

Billy continued to Grandma’s house with five cookies.

“FIVE cookies for Grandma,” he said.

Next door to Grandma lived triplets. They were five years old. They were playing on their porch. They stopped when they saw the cookies.

“Cookies with sprinkles,” they all said at once.

Billy looked at the triplets. Then he looked at the cookies. He shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay, you may have one,” he said to them. “I guess one less won’t hurt.”

They each took a cookie. “Thank you,” they said.

Billy stepped on Grandma’s porch with two cookies.

“TWO cookies for Grandma,” he said.

Billy rang Grandma’s doorbell. Grandma opened the door with a smile.

“Cookies with sprinkles,” she said.

“There were more,” Billy replied.

“That’s okay,” Grandma said. “There are just enough for us to share.”

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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