You know what’s good? COOKIES. You know what I haven’t had time to make lately? COOKIES. This is not a big complaint, I realize. But I’m just saying. No cookies.
On my kitchen counter: an assortment of graduated cylinders. On another counter: the microscope.
On the stovetop: tea is brewing. A pot of chamomile for everyone. A cup of peppermint for Abigail. And a cup of mango-passionfruit for me. (Though I plan to also partake of the chamomile.) (No infusion today.)
In the bedroom: the baby sleeps, and maybe I should wake him up. He thinks it’s sleeping time all day long, and then it will be awake time all night long. But so far I’m letting him sleep.
On my couch: the seven-year-old is reading aloud to the two-year-old.
At the kitchen table: the four-year-old is practicing her letters, the ten-year-old is adding liters to milliliters, and I am typing this. To you.
And it all sounds idyllic—or reasonable, at least—in print, but the truth is they’re a little zingier than usual today because they’re stuck inside with rain. (Most of the time we go with the run-around-outside-for-ten-minutes-every-hour plan. Not superpractical in rainy weather.)
So the tea is a cautionary measure. A backup plan. A thing to have at the ready in case the momentary calm does not last, which it won’t.
I have not had time for cookies. I have time for tea at the table, though, and time to address (almost) every meltdown that needs my attention, and that is something. That is, I suspect, quite a lot. Even if all I can think about right now are the cookies.
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I feel this way about chocolate. I have to eat chocolate every night after the kids are in bed. I am not joking. If I don’t have it, I spend the rest of the evening thinking about it until my husband can go pick it up for me.
No, no. I am not addicted.
No, no, no! Certainly not. Nor I! (We’ll be in denial together. It’s much more fun that way.)
I think getting up early to bake cookies might be a good idea…even if just from a box…because life needs cookies, and tea and cookies and well…that is what I am thinking
and Amber…I am just like you…well mostly, except for I buy my own
Mmmm, tea and cookies. An excellent combination.
melissa, if i were your neighbor you would have a plate of warm cookies in your hands right now. right now i am admiring all that you do! i do hope you get your cookies…
Kate, thank you. Of course, I would not want to distract you from your getting-ready-for-birth activities, whatever they may be!
We always, always made cookies on rainy days at home when I was growing up. I’m compelled to continue the tradition, but like you, not much time lately! I even broke down and tried some storebought dough…so, so not worth the disappointment!
Good to know! I’ll hold out for the real thing, then.
Mmmm…cookies.
I can’t even tell you the last time I was able to make cookies.
Brownies, yes. They’re easy, but a good cookie hasn’t come from this kitchen in a LONG time.
Now, I need a cup of tea.
Hmm… Brownies ARE easier. Maybe I could aim for cookie bars? Kind of a brownie-cookie compromise? That might work.
That is why we always have brownies instead of cookies, yup. One pot, just a few ingredients, mix them up, pour in a pan, done.
If I knew what kind of ingredients you guys eat, I’d bring over a plate of cookies! Seriously, message me on FB or something. I promised Sophie we’re making fall cookies (spritz) later this week; sooo easy to bring a batch over!
You see, you are a smart cookie. A smart cookie who makes brownies.
You are remarkable. And I haven’t had time to make cookies lately either. Sad. I did make cauliflower poppers today, though. And ate them all. So, nothing to show for it. And hardly the same as cookies.
Cauliflower poppers: probably a wiser choice than cookies!