Dad’s Cookie Heist — Midnight Snack Gone Wrong

Most kids sneak cookies when no one’s watching.But in our house, Dad was the cookie thief. 🍪😂

One night, around midnight,I heard soft footsteps in the kitchen.Curious, I tiptoed downstairs —and there he was:Dad, standing in front of the cookie jar,with 4 cookies in each handand crumbs all over his shirt.

Our eyes locked.There was a long silence.Then he slowly whispered,"Son… these cookies were calling for help. I had to save them."

I burst out laughing.He grinned, handed me a cookie, and said,"Remember: never let good cookies go uneaten."

From that night on,midnight cookies became our secret ritual.And every time I sneak a snack now,I smile and think of Dad —the greatest cookie rescuer of all time.