After our breakfast adventure, Daddy decided to do some more supervised training. Thought we would do something fun and tasty-Cookies!
As you can see, I was in charge of measuring the flour.
It got a bit intense.
And as a sidenote, Mommy laughed when she saw this jersey on me because when she really wants to push Daddy's buttons she calls me "Number One." I don't quite get it, but it has something to do with my name.
Michelle stayed away from the flour mayhem, and waited for a more appropriate task.
Max and Luke stayed in the living, perfectly happy just enjoying the noise from the kitchen chaos.
Then my job began
And we accidentally used a whole bag!
It was a delicious adventure. Next week, Baked Alaska.
1 comment:
I'll come share that baked alaska with you.
(And I don't think it will be possible for Ryker to be part this extended family without hearing "make it so, number one." a few times.)
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