I have been sick the past few days as well as having PMS so my adorable children decided brownies would make me feel better. Regan climbed up got the box out, got the eggs and the oil and said she was ready to bake.
Regan put in the mix, Parker put in the oil and water then Regan the eggs. I said 2 but she said the box said 3, which it did if you wanted cake like brownies, I said we wanted fudgy. That lead to 20, no make that 1000 questions as to why, why, why why, why why mommy??????????
They mixed their little heart outs and then got the best part of helping bake brownies, licking the bowl and spoon.
We set the timer and every 2 minutes they came to ask if they were done yet and Parker kept yelling, I smell something good mommy.
Finally the brownies were done, but it was almost dinner time, so I told them after they eat dinner, we could make brownie sundaes.
We cut brownies, scooped out 3 different flavors of ice cream, poured on chocolate syrup, whipped cream and sprinkles.
Was there a happy husband too?
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