There was always an open sesame to the cookie jar and the apple barrel.
The girl studied him for a moment, then she picked up a cookie and gave it to him.
You know this is the first day of school and you can't run for a cookie if you get hungry.
"Only eight," mumbled Myra, with her mouth full of cookie crumbs.
It was a fact that Cayke the Cookie Cook was not a heavy person.