…and then what happened? Amid a table of dirty dishes, crumpled gift wrap, and stop-and-go conversations, our three-year-old twin grandchildren began getting restless. It was past naptime, they were in a setting unfamiliar to them—Norman Quack’s restaurant in Forest Lake, MN—and half-eaten chocolate chip cookies left chocolate tracks on their hands and faces. Mmmm. Theo had just unwrapped The Cookie… Read More