Baking Cookies

Today I made cookies for Aunt William (who is coming tomorrow for Audrey's birthday). Audrey doesn't like to be left out of anything these days, so as I was getting out ingredients she came up to me with a "hep peas" and her arms outstretched ready to be lifted to the counter to see what was going on. So I let her pour the ingredients in and stir the flour and such. I also let her sample some chocolate chips ahead of time and that was a huge hit.

She had a great time and made a great mess. She saw me dumping the dry ingredients into the wet ones and decided to do that herself and dumped the box of salt into a bowl. The cookies turned out well and Audrey and I sampled a few just to be sure.

I thought I got her completely cleaned up after our creation, but apparently a chocolate chip had escaped onto the floor. Audrey rescued it and then gave the baby kisses - so now I need to wash the baby - yet again!

Taking care of baby

We call Audrey's much loved little baby doll - baby. Here she is putting the baby in Audrey's chair with all of the essentials to keep the baby happy. The baby does actually get washed weekly with Audrey's laundry but you can't tell because Audrey smothers her with kisses and loves to share her food, drink and pacificer with the baby (the dark spots are chocolate). Another funny thing she does with the baby is she has the baby do all of the pointing in her books - like if I ask Audrey to find a doggy in the picture - she will use the baby's short little arms to touch the doggy. And Audrey is convinced that I have a picture of the baby on my dresser because I have a framed picture of Audrey where she happens to be holding the baby (this one) on my dresser. She often runs over to my dresser and pulls the picture down and brings it to me to show me the baby or she will want to hold it (in addition to the actual baby) while watching a show in our room.

My knitting girl

As many of you know I love to do crafty things. My latest crafty craze has been knitting and to keep Audrey happy while I knit I have given her a bit of yarn of her own to play with. So you can imagine my delight when she came to the table with her yarn and her drum stick pretending to knit like mommy.