Beep! Beep! Beep! “Mom the timer is going off!” I called. I sprinted over to the staircase and looked up. Nobody was coming down so instead of waiting I ran over to the fridge, got the dough out and plopped it on the table. As soon as I did my mom was already halfway down the stairs. 

“What shapes do you want, sweetie?” my mom asked “A rainbow,” she suggested.

“Yeah definitely,” I replied. This was going to be the best night ever! I thought.

My mom took out a rainbow cookie cutter, a heart cookie cutter, and last but not least a unicorn cookie cutter. I was jumping up and down excitedly. My mom took out a light brown rolling pin and placed it on the table while she hurried over to the cabinet to get parchment paper.

I wonder what’s taking so long? I thought.

When everything was finally set up I grabbed the rolling pin off the table and began to roll the dough.

“Great sweetie!” my mom said cheerfully.

The wind was howling outside. I gently placed the cookie cutter on top of the dough and softly pressed down.

“This is fun!” I told my mom. At least I thought it was until I heard footsteps and they were heading towards me.

“JAKE?” I yelled as he approached the kitchen. “ What do you want?” I said angrily.

 “Can I bake too?” he asked politely.

“Of course you can sweetie,” my mom responded.

My hands made a fist. Whenever Jake was baking with mom he would never include me, so why should I include him? I screamed at the top of my lungs, 

“That’s not fair!” I stormed out of the room with smoke coming out of my ears.

I curled up into a ball in the corner of the mudroom with my arms crossed, my mom following me.

“Honey, just try baking with him for a little,” my mom said.

“Fine,” I replied. I stomped back into the room with a frown plastered across my face. I ran over to the dough so Jake wouldn’t get any turns.

“Lucy, let Jake have a turn,” my mom muttered to me.

“Ok,” I moaned.

“Do you want me to get more cookie cutters?” Jake asked.

“Sure,” I responded wondering where he would get more cookie cutters. “Woah!” I exclaimed when Jake placed a metal basket filled to the tippy top with all sorts of cookie cutters like flowers and shapes and a mini elephant ( the elephant was so cute).

When I thought about it I was having an even better time than I would have had without him.

“This is a lot of fun, thanks mom,” I said

“I knew it would work,” she responded.

After the cookies were baked and Jake and I were frosting them I squeezed Jake tightly.

“Jake,” I said

“Yeah,” he responded

“ I’m so,  so, so sorry I was mean to you and I love you so much,”

“That’s sweet, I love you too but stop hugging me you’re messing up my cookie,” he said.

He could never let the moment last could he, I thought with a chuckle. I took a big bite out of one of my cookies and said,

“Cookies really do taste better with a little bit of love.”