There has been an awful lot of cookie baking going on around here lately, and none of it by me. Since reading The Doorbell Rang with Lydia, she had been requesting to bake some chocolate chip cookies of our own. Knowing that he enjoys making them, I suggested that perhaps she might make some with her papa. Aprons on(or 'pockets' as they are called around here) and chocolate chips in hand they got to work, while mama got some much needed rest. The joy and laughter that wafted my way was as sweet as the cookies themselves, which were almost as good as grandma's.
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