Last night, I was possessed by the devil and suggested we bake chocolate chip cookies.
We only had to borrow
four items from neighbors and took just over
one hour to make the dough! Don't even ask about that whole in the oven business.
Stryker said, “You should take pictures and blog about this, Mom!
Document every step of the way just so people know you can actually do this.”
That’s how often I bake cookies. Indeed, the last time I suggested said endeavor, the three children and my husband, in four distinct and uncoordinated conversations, suggested that we ask our neighbor (who has mastered this skill) to bake them for us instead. True.
1 comment:
Ungrateful wretches.
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