This post is why you shouldn’t bake cookies with a two year old.
Let me start over. My mom actually baked the cookies, but I did have the monumental task of icing 40 pairs of undies and with a two year old, that is some serious work! Not only did she cough and have to be redirected and instructed to cover her mouth*, she put her foot in one cookie and her hand in another. Seriously?
The cookies turned out perfect. It’s a good thing, too, because my day was going downhill fast. My yellow necklace was broken when it arrived today and they are currently sold out. Thank goodness for wire-cutters and ingenuity, because I put it back together. Then I opened the pretty eggplant dress. First of all, it isn’t eggplant it’s purple. Second of all, the medium is more like an extra small and since it isn’t even knit it has no stretch at all. Hmmpph. So, tomorrow that tiny, ugly, purple dress is heading back to Wally World and I’m going shopping. Again. For the third time to find a dress for the rehearsal. This time, I’m going to suck it up and go to the mall. Anthropologie. Francesca’s. Belk. Get ready, debit card. It is on.
