Forgot My Place For A Second

So I’m this Daddy figure at work, not the actual boss, but like a kind of self-appointed caretaker for my little. It’s been going great, keeping things in line and all that. But here’s where it gets silly... So we have this rule about no snacking during our meetings unless you’re on a break. Well, yesterday, there I was, mid-meeting, and I just had the biggest craving for a cookie from the snack drawer. My little wasn’t around at the moment, she was in another meeting. And before I knew it, my hand reached right into that drawer and out came this delicious chocolate chip cookie. One bite... then another... Then there’s no turning back. After ten minutes of munching away like a kid caught in the pantry, my little comes back in. Of course, she saw me red-handed (or should I say, cookie-handed?). She gave me that look, you know, the one that says, ‘Daddy, what are you doing?’ It was funny and embarrassing at the same time. After getting a stern lecture, I promised to stick to the rules next time. Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t help laughing about it now.