it's mindi's fault.
By 10:45 this morning, Theo and I had already eaten 2 chocolate chocolate chip cookies. White flour, white sugar, brown sugar, and a half a cup of butter.
There I was, innocently unwinding with my favorite reading, BLOGS, and Mindi had to go and get all sassified and plant a dirty little idea in my sweet mind just as I was heading to bed. I laid my pretty little head on my pillow, where it stayed until 4 AM when Judah-baby woke up for a snack. COOKIES. Flashed in my thoughts. Back to sleep. Zip ahead to 9:30. I'm making breakfast for the kids, slaving over the toaster waffles, and it comes back again, only this time, stronger. COOKIES. Somehow, she, that Baking Vixen, after she's all healthy and strong, got the idea planted in Theo's head as well. "Mom, are you making chocolate chip cookies?" "Breakfast, Theo, we are going to eat our breakfast." Then, Kablam! COOKIES. What can I say? She made me do it.