Carter makes cookies

My all time favorite cookie is a Peanut Butter and Oatmeal cookie. It isn't just the yummy taste, but it reminds me of all the summers I spent at my aunt's house in Abilene. We used to make them together every visit. So yesterday afternoon I got the craving for some cookies and instead of just running up to Nestle Tollhouse, I got the wonderful idea of making my own. Besides, I just KNOW Carter would enjoy making them with me as much as I enjoyed making them with Sissy. And he did.

Here he is helping me stir and put things in the mixer.

Here he is tasting the beater (yep, I'm a bad influence).

Here he is trying to dunk the cookies in MY milk (gotta have a frozen mug for milk)

And finally, I got sick of digging floaties out of my milk so I gave him his own bowl of milk.

We had a great time. Only thing I'd change is how many we made. I had to send ten or so over to my friend Phoebe's across the street. Yeah, I might be pregnant and allowed to increase my caloric intake - but I'm pretty sure 3 dozen cookies isn't what my doc had in mind. They turned out pretty yummy too, just like I remember. Though I was a little surprised considering Carter's accuracy on dumping sugar/flour/vanilla/etc in the bowl wasn't a 100%. Guess we'll have to try again next weekend :)