Thoughtfully, Sally brought her finger to her lips, looking upwards. Then, she gazed down and her nearly flat stomach. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she swore she felt something moving energetically. Strange, seeing as they wouldn’t really start moving for a few more months, but…
“I’d say we have a clear winner. They’re really enjoying them. I’m sure they’ll like them even more when they can actually chew.”
“I’ll definitely fix more for them whenever their li'l baby chompers pop out! ”
He stopped piling the treats down his throat, and gave his friend a huge chocolaty grin. It was undoubtedly cool how the cookies h e made had such a reaction from the unborn. It would make an awesome story for Iris later.
” Well your grandma sure knows what she’s doing — these are great!”
Sure she was talking with a mouthful, but with her fingers covering her lips she could at least look polite. Sally looked at the proud speedster eating his own cookies ;his own grandma-helped cookies; and smiled.
One day, she’d be a grandma too, helping her grandkid bake just like Barts had.
“Well, yeah! She should! She has only been perfecting that recipe ever since she first met Gramps. ”
Bart stuffed his own mouth full of his delicious cookies, though he made no attempt to use any of the manners his family taught him since he’s been here.
She giggles at his reaction and holds out her hand expectantly, wondering what its going to taste like. “We thank you. Now, what kind of cookies did you make, anyhow?”
“Only the best kind, mi amiga! M&M cookies! ”
He set the tray of cookies on the coffee table, plucking one off the top of the stack and dropping it into her hand.
