“Ouch!”

As I sat down to work on this column a few minutes ago, my wife was in the kitchen making a practice batch of cookies. She has a new set of cookie cutters to make Christmas figurines with that she wanted to try out before the holiday rush. As the aroma made its way to my office, I heard her say what I wanted to hear: “They’re done!” I quickly made my way to do the taste test, and without her looking I attempted to sneak a piece of a Christmas star. Unfortunately, they were still too hot, and my sample piece crumbled beyond recognition. Since she was not looking, I slyly made my way back to my workstation unnoticed. But it was not long before I heard her calling out, “Did you break a piece off of my star?” Without saying a word, I stayed focused on my work without responding, but it was only a short while before Ms. Gale entered the room and stood by my side.

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