so ... if for some crazy reason you've been reading along on this here blog and you think that maybe (just maybe) coconutbelly land is a land of constant beauty and perfection. you are terribly wrong folks.
i think it's a pretty darn good day if i made it through without yelling.
which i failed at tonight ... but it had been THREE DAYS. three whole and complete days without raising my voice.
so tonight i need to remind myself that i am a good mom.
because sucky moms don't make cookies.
proof that i'm not superty sucky ...
|let's get one thing straight ... do you even know HOW to make cookies?|
|surpervised flour usage.|
|the pouring of the flour. (i still can't believe i let her do it. by herself.) ok fine. minimal help. like counting. |
and reading the directions. she's three y'all. and we never invested in that baby reading program.
|three year old. cracking eggs. holy granola. hard not to step in on that one.|
|except for egg shell removal.|
|looks like somebody doesn't want to miss watching mom making attempts at homemakerishness.|
|back to work. by the way ... juggling a 24 pound baby while taking pictures of another child making cookies?|
now THAT should be a girl scout badge.
|be still my heart. i love chocolate chips.|
|the perfectionist in me reallyREALLY wanted to step in. but the mom in me wanted to watch her do it.|
look at her face.
she's so concentrated.
of her glops of cookie dough.
and for the record ... she may or may not have licked her fingers when i wasn't looking.
now you know.
|guilty of licking fingers.|
also guilty of removing the hat that was supposed to be left on for
|guilty of being cute ...|
|see what i mean?|
"hello? i'm on the phone here."
|"i don't know. she just keeps taking pictures of me with a pan of cookies. yeah. weird. she mentioned something about not being a sucky mom. whatev."|
|"haha. they're distracted. now's my chance to get out of this chair and steal paperish things off the refrigerator."|