Brilliant … But Bouncy

I Love Cookies Mom

One morning, as usual, I was browsing the parents’ page for Dylan’s college, trying desperately to stay connected without being clingy. Another parent mentioned that she was sending cookies to her son, and I thought: “Gee, Dylan loves cookies.”

So I ordered a dozen and a half cookies to be delivered that very day. And then I went back to my own life.

I was on a break at work when I got a text from Dylan. He was panicked about a grade in Speech class. I spent a few minutes reassuring him that he could talk to the professor and figure out the problem. He texted back:

I suddenly feel like I have so much to do but I can’t for the life of me think of what it is that I have to do

oh that’s just general anxiety…. really, the best thing you can do when you feel like this is to think about what is right in front of you…. concentrate on the moment you’re in.

in the moment I’m in I am anxious

(I started blathering on at this point about getting enough sleep, eating right, blah blah blah.) I was saying:

And stay away from processed sugar…

someone just ordered me a cookie

oh well THAT kind of sugar is okay

cookie

I’m so excited for my cookie

Who ordered me a cookie I’m confused

I love cookies mom

(Suddenly and happily remembering that I’d ordered cookies for him hours before, I quietly soaked it in.)

Dylan sent me a screen shot of the announcement, with a link for him to select his delivery time.

also this isn’t a scam trust me it’s a thing a lot of people do around here apparently

Did you schedule your delivery?

I did

for 1 pm

I will get my cookie at 1 pm

Another screen shot announced: YOU ARE GETTING A GIFT!

see see

someones sending me a gift!!!

idk who’s sending me a gift but I’m excited!!!

Good! I love cookies, too.

this is so exciting mom

I might be failing speech but at least I’m getting a cookie

wow I really am in college

Reading his texts, while sitting at work 700 miles away, made me possibly happier than I’ve ever been. Dylan was so excited, and he was sharing that excitement with me.

I nearly cried with joy.

After work, I texted Dylan again. The cookies were late, but the delivery person had texted that his gift was “on its way.”

Meanwhile, Dylan had done some thinking about who might have sent him a gift.

are you sure u didn’t get me this cookie

I didn’t answer his question. Instead, I pulled my car over to the side of the road and called Tiff’s Treats to make sure those cookies were going to arrive in a timely fashion. Dylan had Bible class at 2 p.m. and it was after 1:30. While I was calling, the cookies arrived.

you diD

thank you mom !!!!!!!!!!

He sent me a photo of the box on his desk, with its little card.

IM SO HAPPY WITH THIS AND I HAVENT OPENED IT YET

He sent me heart icons. I sent him cookie icons. He took a bite and sent me a picture of himself with a cookie.

THEYRE SO GOOD

Dylan had possibly never been happier in his life.

I may not have done a lot right as a parent, but sending cookies was quite possibly the best thing I ever did. And, safely out of work, I finally cried those tears of joy.

I’m considering buying stock in the company.