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January 15th, 2020: The Oatmeal Cookie Incident
I was upstairs working when my 10-year-old knocked on my door and poked her head in.
“Mom? Can I make some oatmeal cookies?”
My oatmeal cookie recipe is from scratch. My daughter had only recently started baking box-mix brownies and cakes. Still, she usually did pretty well with following directions, so I said yes.
She happily ran back downstairs, and the sound of clanking dishes and slamming cupboards and drawers faded into the background as I kept working.
About twenty minutes later I heard the sound of 10-year-old footsteps thumping up the stairs again.
*Knock-knock-knock*
“Yes?”
“Mom…is there a way to fix it if I accidentally put too much salt in the dough?”
“Maybe. How much is ‘too much’?”
“It said a half a teaspoon and I accidentally put in half a cup.”
I swallowed the guffaw that was threatening to erupt from my throat. “Have you already mixed it in?”
“Yes.”
