My baby is eleven today. He loves to cook. Last night he wanted to make brownies to honor the occasion. From scratch. Ugh. When was the last time I made brownies from scratch? He went through a recipe book and found possible the most complicated recipe he could find. But I love him, so I agreed.
I didn't even get to taste them :( He took them to Sunday school with him this morning. Seems like I should get some sort of reward for all that labor eleven years ago, AND the labor last night, shouldn't I? Sheesh!
Happy birthday, my wonderful, sweet, adorable, loving munchkin!