There were thunderstorms all afternoon. So we made brownies. Together. Luke’s first time as kitchen help. He poured in the water and oil all by himself.
They are delicious. In an act of self-preservation we delivered brownies to our neighbors.
And yep, I totally ate the missing brownie while he was asleep.
This season of life has brought a lot of new. A new town. A new baby. A new calling for me. A new job for Faris. For your amusement I'll endeavor to chronicle all things new and used here.
1 comment:
I hope you let him lick the "spoon"---tradition, right?
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