If you give a mom a cookie, she'll want coffee to go with it.
When she gets to the coffee maker, she'll find it hidden behind a counter full of dirty dishes.
Once she washes the dishes and wipes the counters, she'll realize how dirty the floor is and, hey, she has a infant crawling around.
When she tries to empty dustpan into the trash, she'll find it overflowing.
While she's putting the trash out, she'll hear the coffee beep that it's ready.
As she's mixing up her coffee in her beloved coffee cup she'll find there's no milk because she didn't make it grocery shopping yesterday due to kids' sports.
Since she's going out to the grocery store anyway, she'll take the overdue books back to the library and pick up the holds that are there for the last day.
She'll get to the grocery store to find she has no money in that envelope because it's the third of the month and she didn't get to the budget over the weekend.
So she'll sit in the car and figure that out and then head over to the bank to pull the money out.
She'll realize she's starving and still existing without beloved coffee but drive past the overpriced coffee shop anyway.
Once she's made it through the lovely discount grocery store, under budget, she'll get home and unload the groceries.
As she opens the fridge to store the groceries she'll realize it's filthy and empty so she might as well wipe it down first.
Once the groceries are nestled all snug in their places she'll turn the coffee pot back on to heat her coffee.
If she drinks a cup of coffee she'll want a cookie to go with it.
She had one. But the kids ate it while she was doing dishes.
So she'll bake some fresh. In the clean kitchen. That's full of groceries.
