Saturday, March 23, 2024

A Race Against Time

I put the next batch of cookies in the oven, and turn to find Katie nibbling on another spoonful of cookie dough, one that she has carefully constructed out of just dough - no chocolate chips. 

“I think my four each day should be about how, in this house, baking cookies is a race against time,” I say.

“Mmhmm,” she says with a shrug around a mouthful of spoon. “The world needs to know.”

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