Until a few weeks ago,
I hadn't realized I'd never made cookies with just my boys.
(To my credit, there are a lot of children in the family.)
It was a weird experience. . . red juice mustaches and all.
Did you know boys like to stir the cookie dough
like a witch stirring her potions?
My back was turned while getting some ingredients when I heard some light-minded giggling.
What to my eyes did appear when I turned around?
I guess I will just say, boys come up with weird scenarios to act out
with yolk dripping from an egg shell.
To give them some credit, those cookies were the best we've eaten for a very long time.
(I think it had something to do with all the double handed stirring.)
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