Pickles by Brian Crane for September 23, 2017

Flattery will get nowhere, meaning you won’t have to leave the chair to get cookies.

Cookies are meant for grandchildren anyway

Ain’t he the little charmer?

That kid is going places.

He’s learning. Compliments are useful.

Well played, Nelson, well played!

Hubby’s nephew used to insist on calling me by my bare first name, because “you don’t look old enough to be my aunt”. Didn’t work, but it was worth a shot.

It’s was so sweet of you to do this.

Nelson, would you be a dear and get the darn cookie yourself?

That’s what I would say. Although if they were stored in a high cupboard like that then I wouldn’t expect him to.

Haha.

xxx

My Grandma NEVER spoke to me that way!!

Wow, I don’t envy his future wife!!!

Bet they were butter-up cookies….

Grandmothers are much easier to manipulate than mothers.