For Christmas, my mom gave me two shiny new cookie sheets. Briefly, I considered tossing the old, darkened, ugly cookie sheets. But they can still be used and in a moment of brilliance I recognized that I could now bake 36 cookies at a time. So in 30 minutes, I can finish a batch of cookies.
I feel all virtuous and super-mama like as I look at the product of my labors.
Yummy.
1 comment:
Dibs on the "rejects"!
(You know, the ones that ran into each other and got stuck together, the ones that got a little burnt, etc. etc.)
;-)
(4:14 today, and I'm not talking Bible verses)
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