Sometimes (usually when I spend nap time scrubbing floors instead of perched on the couch with my laptop), I think people can either have a clean house, or a blog.
Other times (usually when I've just bought a huge bag of gluten-free rolled oats at Trader Joe's and have butter to spare) I think I can have a clean kitchen, or homemade cookies.
But hey, I'm a Catholic. We are a "both/and" people, and alleluia is our song (and cookies are usually worth it).
I have no picture of the cookie-making scene that took place this morning, with both boys "helping!" and perched on stools at the kitchen counter. At all times my hands were both managing raw-egg-laden dough with Joe, and playing defense against Amby's attempts to pour dirty dish water into the mixing bowl with a stolen measuring cup.
Pensive cookie watchers.
But cookies we did make, and ate, with great happiness.
I searched and searched for a recipe that did not list as one of the instructions: "Place half the oats in a food processor and grind until fine." (Ended up with this recipe, and success!) I keep all-purpose gluten-free flour on hand for a reason: so that I don't have to throw a food processor into the I-don't-have-enough-hands cooking scenario described above.
Also: Cookie making already generates a truck load of dishes. Why add another razor-sharp spinning blade and plastic bowl to the drudgery that awaits?
And speaking of, here's a blurry shot of the damage.
But now, it's the end of nap time and I've both done the dishes, and joined up with Cari for Theme Thursday.
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