Tuesday, March 24, 2009

This Could be Very Dangerous

On Sunday Kyra asked me if she could bake some cookies. I told her that would be fine as long as I was not involved in any way. She pulled out a cookbook and started looking through recipes. She tried to switch to some yummy looking frozen dessert and I asked her what ingredients she needed, none of which we had. Silly girl. To end the torment, I gave her a recipe for chocolate chip cookies, suggested that she add some butterscotch chips in the mix, and then proceeded to go to bed. On my way out of the kitchen Tasha asked if she could help. I knew this just had disaster written all over it but I didn't feel well and needed to rest.

A few minutes later I asked Bill to go check on them. He reported that all was fine.

A few minutes after that Tasha came in to kiss me. She did not hug me because she reported that she had flour on her and she didn't want me to be a mess. Hmm, flour everywhere huh?!

A few minutes later I sniffed the air. "Bill, do you smell that? It smells yummy."

The heavenly aroma of freshly baked butterscotch/chocolate chip cookies was permeating the air and I didn't have to do anything to get that smell. Each cookie was perfectly proportioned and baked to perfection. They were yum-yum-yummy!

Now, if I could just get Kyra to bring me a few bites of dough before she bakes them all...

(Oh, this could be very, very, dangerous!)


Monique said...

Now I want a cookie...and a 10 year old daughter to make them. Do you loan her out?

mamamuniz said...

Isn't it great to have children old enough to do that? Mine love to cook and bake, and it's great! Celeste wanted to make a pie (after watching the movie Waitress), found a pie crust recipe, and made her own filling with frozen berries. Yum!

Bridget said...

Nice I don't have a girl old enough to bake but Chase knows how to do laundry and Savannah likes to help out with dishes. So I am on my way to having totally free cookies. Unless Monique is right and your loan her out?

Bill said...

In Kyra's defense: She had left some dough at the end. If I recall, it was about 5 cookies worth. There were a couple of times where I started down the hall to give you some, but somehow it would disapear before I got to the bedroom! YUMMY!