Friday, September 30, 2011

Donna Reed sleeps in the room down the hall.

And she looks (and cooks) suspiciously like my daughter.

There is nothing I enjoy more these days than cooking with Ava, and to my endless delight she seems to feel the same way.  She sits on the counter, carefully scooping, measuring, counting, and tasting until whatever delicious treat we're making that day is in the oven.

This particular day's confection was a batch of oatmeal cookies.  Those are healthy, right?




In case you were wondering, these were even tastier than the rice krispie treats.

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