I find it so much cheaper and yummier to make cookies from scratch. I also know what goes in them (no rat hairs, feces, etc..). Since Steven and Emily are always at their post when I am cooking now a days, they got to lick their first cookie dough beaters. I remember how excited I got when my mom would give me a beater.
This will be my first blog. I am copying the big brother. Seems like I did that a lot growing up. A little background first. I am the only girl in a family of three kids. We are all grown with our own children and still (even being almost 31) that weirds me out. When did we become adults and what exactly does that mean. We still tease,poke, and prod each other. The funny thing? Now it feels like there is so much love behind it. It seems like we all except each other for our similarities and our differences. Maybe that is what makes us adults. Who knows .
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