me in charge while they did some last minute shopping. They were worried about me and whether I would survive. So I showed them. I whipped up a batch of sugar cookies.
I mixed. I baked. They frosted. They decorated. They ate. I cleaned. Emily helped. Emily photographed.
Then the moms reappear. And they wondered. Had you already made the dough? Did you make it from scratch? Where's the baby? Is this a Christmas miracle or where did you learn to entertain children, bake, and clean while chewing gum?
Um, I had some practice.
1 comment:
Ha Ha! Oh Lori, you are awesome :)
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