Sometimes to get a few minutes of quiet, I give in to the whims of a 1 1/2 year old.

And the 6 1/2 year old doesn't mind very much, either.

Then we were able to share the end result with our friends at church. I'd say that's a Finer Thing.
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Yep, that would win the best mom ever award here :) It also wins the best wife ever award...dh gets very upset when he sees a mixing bowl with a bit of cake mix or cookie dough already sitting in the sink with soapy water in it!
ReplyDeletethat looks familiar only it was 3 fighting for the beaters around here.....
ReplyDeleteAnother reason to never have three kids.... there were usually only two beaters so someone gets jipped!Reason number 8,963 for me!
ReplyDeleteLove it that the little things are sometimes the most satisfying. :)
ReplyDeleteMinha Mãe tbm deixava que lamber a raspinha da massa de bolo...
ReplyDeleteHum... que saudades!
Hum... Que saudades!
ReplyDeleteQuando eu era Criança minha mãe me deixava lamber a raspinha da vasilha de massa de bolo rsrsrs também!
Bjos!
Leidy Magdalena
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