At like 11:30 on Saturday night (July 3rd), William decides that he wants me to make chocolate chip cookies. But I am getting ready to go to bed. So William decides to make them himself. He has made cookie dough before, so he’s pretty good at following the directions. I took photos quickly (like a ninja…) so that he wouldn’t catch me or get mad, or possibly throw things at me :)
So here he is mixing the batter.
After making the batter…and us eating it out of the bowl…William decides that he doesn’t want cookies.
I remind him several times to cover it and put it in the refrigerator before I head upstairs to go to bed.
When I get up the next morning…I find the bowl covered with foil….sitting out on the counter…i guess 50% is better than 0%…especially when it comes to teenagers.
So…he used the last of my real butter. But I did salvage the chocolate chips because he never added them to the batter. So there will still be chocolate chip cookies another time.