So this morning we were out grocery shopping and on the way to the grocery store lil man passed out in the back seat. Lucky daddy (hates grocery shopping) got to stay in the truck with the kids while I braved the madness as quickly as possible. All of our running around came to an end and as we were leaving our last stop after a 45 min nap Wyatt woke up. Totally in a bizarre mood we battled tantrums for the next 90 min, had lunch and put him down for a nap. He went down so easily I was convinced he was going to sleep. 75 minutes later of him chatting up a storm and clearly wanting out of his crib I gave in and we came downstairs.
And we made cookies yes we did. Making cookies with a 20 month old is interesting to say the least. We mixed the dough with our hands, licked our fingers and stole an extra peanut butter chip here and there. He swiped an unbaked cookie and chowed down.
We're tired, dirty, our tummies hurt but have some amazing cookies and Ben better memories.
An afternoon well spent
