Last night while I was finishing up dinner Carson decided he wanted to make cookies. It was late and I was in no mood to hear him scream, so I told Randy to go ahead and make cookies with him.
G and I sat at the bar eating our dinner while C and daddy made cookies. Yes, I know, I may be a bad mom at times but it made the kid happy. He may not of had any bites of dinner, but he had a handful or two of chocolate chips. We all have to do what it takes to get through the day, right?
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