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Monster Cookies

It is time to break out the oven mitts and apron. Ready to indulge in a kitchen-ous sin Little hands ready to stir the batter Towels in Daddy's hands to clean the splatter. Licking the spoon when eyes turn away, This is serious business child, no time to play! You grab the butter, I'll get the eggs Oops, spilled the milk all down your legs I'll go preheat the oven to 400 degrees Making monster cookies is such an ease I can't wait to taste them, I'm sure they are great So glad for this time on our daddy/daughter date There is sugar on the floor, and flour in your hair Chocolate and peanut butter on your fingertips Almost a dozen cookies on the cookie sheets Some never made it, straight to our lips.

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Barbara Gorelick

Date: 6/9/2014 7:05:00 PM

Such a sweet piece. Brings back some memories. Love it. BG

Tim Smith
Date: 6/10/2014 4:08:00 AM

Thanks BG...Times like these are memory makers... Hugs Tim

Jan Allison

Date: 6/9/2014 6:23:00 PM

Simply superb - I used to love cooking with my mum sadly my son wasn't that interested in learning to bake BUT since hes been at uni has made my choc almond brownies 3 times so i must have done something right. Hugs as ever Jan xxx

Tim Smith
Date: 6/9/2014 6:53:00 PM

Thanks Jan...I always remember making cookies, fudge, and jello with my mom...hugs Tim