Make Sure the Chocolate Chips Are OK

Yesterday, the boys went to Cedar Point. One of the people who volunteered to drive was Martha, who planned on taking her acolyte son, Jacob. As a measure of gratitude, I volunteered to take her daughter Elizabeth for the day and night. Martha was really glad, because she said she could now bring her husband Sean to Cedar Point, since he would no longer have to watch Elizabeth all day.

Arianna was delighted to have some company all day long, and a guest for the night as well. We managed to stay busy and positive most of the day, but we had a lull after dinner, and I suggested we bake cookies. Both the girls jumped for joy. And jumped and jumped. You know Arianna likes to cook, but I didn’t know that Elizabeth did, too. She especially liked cracking eggs, and got to hand pack the brown sugar. Arianna got out all the ingredients, and they took turns measuring and hand mixing, but also got to use the power mixer when it came time to combine the dry ingredients with the wet ones. I showed them how important it was to sample the chocolate chips as we put them into the mixer, just to make sure they were good enough for cookies. I figure that’s a cooking habit I can pass on, you know, chef’s privilege. I took some pics of the process. I couldn’t quite catch the huge smiles, but I guarantee they were there. Oh, and when the boys came home, they were ecstatic!

Dropping the dough

Yummy, nothing like home made!