Fro (my Dad) and I decided to tackle the annual Christmas cookies alone this year. Usually Mom and I do the cookies, and Grant and Dad just unwrap the kisses. (We always only make the peanut butter cookies that have the kiss on top. My Dad's mom used to make literally hundreds of these cookies each year.) Well, Dad and I did 5 batches alone...about 250 cookies. Not too shabby. Then Grant came home and helped with 2 more batches. We made quite the mess. At one point, the bowl spilled onto the floor. Then I spilled the flour. Plus, just general messiness. At one point Fro says "If you baked my sock, you would get a cookie," referring to the amount of ingredients he had stepped on! It was a fun time!
The two boys baking away
Mess part #1
Some of the cookies
Mess part #2
Some of the mess on the floor
The rest of the cookies
Buster helped too! (By the way...he looks so much like his Uncle Dave when he smiles like this!)
Who won the battle? Me and Fro or the cookies?? I think the cookies ;)
2 comments:
You 2 make me laugh!!
Why??? We're totally normal...don't all fathers and daughters act like us???
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