Another one for the “If All Else Fails” File. Make cookies and have the girls over. I had to follow the last downer of a post with something happier. Will and I scooped the chocolate chip cookie dough, and Jen scooped teensy tiny cookies for Barbie and Sophie. She baked them off in the toaster oven and invited me and Will to a party. That’s a miniature bowl of frosting next to the plate of cookies.
About a year ago, I was telling the kids that one day after school, when I was in about 5th or 6th grade, while mom was at work, I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Only I didn’t bake them. My brother and I sat and watched “The Brady Bunch” and ate the whole bowl of raw cookie dough.
Sometimes I just can’t stop stuff from exiting my mouth. It enters my brain and high tails it out of my mouth before I even give thought to deploying the filters.
Will wants to know when he will get to eat a bowl of cookie dough.
I guess it’s good that he hasn’t figured out that he’s supposed to sneak behind my back to do something like that.
It won’t be long.
do ya think these two ever run back and forth to their laptops to see if they’ve gotten a new email?
hell no!
I missed cookies (wine) with the girls on Sunday! Wish I could have been there with you guys but the invite is ALWAYS open.
I think the answer to Will is: When you can sit down and watch the Brady Bunch and split it with your sister.