I usually do my house scrubbing on Saturdays: dusting, scrubbing the toilet, laundry, all that fun stuff. Instead, this week I did it all on Friday so we could have Saturday free, and we had a "Special" Saturday (Isaac calls any day "special" where he can watch limitless movies). With Daddy at work, Isaac and I had the day to ourselves to make cookies and watch Hot Wheels movies to his heart's content. His favorite cookies are chocolate chip, but this past fall his school had a cookie dough fundraiser, and his top favorite has now become triple chocolate chip cookies! He's been asking for more ever since, so we finally bought the supplies and got everything ready to have a cookie bake-off on Saturday. He was a great helper with the first batch, which means mommy did the scooping and then he'd hold my arm and help me pour the contents into the mixer bowl (texture sensitivity to things sticking to his skin, you know). After all the ingredients were in and mixed, he helped me pour in the chocolate chips. I then asked him to turn the mixer on one notch. Accidently, he flipped the notch to top speed and chocolate chips went flying out of the bowl! We both had a good laugh about that!
After that first batch, I went ahead and worked on a couple more batches by myself. Now, not many people have been to our place for the simple reason that we live in a SMALL duplex. It's so small that we don't have a diningroom (no table) and the kitchen is literally the size of our bathroom (no dishwasher). So I've just finished pouring all the dry ingredients into the bowl, the cocoa being the last one in, and guess what I did... I go to turn the mixer on to mix the dry ingredients and accidently flip the switch too far, just like Isaac did. POWDER GOES EVERYWHERE in this teeny tiny little kitchen!!!! What a mess!!!!! That white maternity shirt I was wearing? Well, I learned the value of wearing an apron, and I'm still working on taking out those cocoa stains. And that house cleaning I had done the day before? I had to reclean the entire kitchen, including mopping, and even vacuum the livingroom for anything that got tracked in there. I was able to single-handedly clean the entire mess up, but when Dan got home from work last night I told him all about it, and had to laugh at myself because if he had been the one to make such a mess, heads would have rolled!
But it was a happy ending because in the end we had some yummy cookies, and more than enough to share with our elderly neighbor lady!
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