What one does, the others must do. Even when it comes to cookie baking.
Catilyn can now bake almost completely on her own. She does a great job with very little input from me. Sue and Patrice want to do it too. But their skills are at a different level, there is a great deal of fighting, and they are younger, so mama has to be a lot more involved.
And I don’t wanna. I’ve gotten spoiled. I’ve gotten lazy.
But here I am. I’ll expect my mommy of the year award any moment.
Right now Sue is telling Patrice they can’t use the mixer because they are making old fashion cookies and doing it the old fashion way.
Well, okay then.
And Sue just realized she put in one too many eggs, so I am doing some quick math in my head to try and fix it (okay, not such hard math, but hey, it’s my blog, I can sound as amazing as I want, right?). My goal is to have her do all the reading and hopefully she’ll start to understand why she needs to read well.
It’s a darn good thing the baking process will kill germs introduced in the mixing process.
And the flour is everywhere. Yippee, we get to mop when we are done!