I had a little helper (term used very loosely). Rachel loves to sit on the stool and help, or watch or make trouble and generally gives a running commentary about whatever is being made, life, movies, sleep and whatever else is on her mind at the time.
As I was spooning the muffin batter into the muffin tin (although I don't know why I'd call it a tin since mine is a muffin stone) Rachel's question is:
"Mom, are those going to grow up to be muffins?"
Awesome. Love it. Can I get a snuggle and a nuzzle and a kiss please?
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My reply here would be:
"No, honey (*Stuffs muffins in mouth*). I don't think they'll last that long."
(*Blank stare*)
HA!
;)
Very cute, Joanna! Can I have a blueberry muffin, please? I think they would taste better than the blueberry oatmeal I made this morning, even though my oatmeal rocks (for oatmeal, that is)!
LOL, that's funny Krystal.
No prob Johanna. I'll teleport them to you, K?
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