Thursday, May 11, 2006
Sorry - I can't talk now - my mouth is full of cookie dough
Ummmmm... I LOVE cookie dough. When I was a kid, I used to wonder why we had to waste time baking the cookies when the dough tasted so much better than the cookies. So it's not hard to imagine that, now that I'm a mother, I don't have much trouble indulging my kids when they want to reach in and snatch a little cookie dough. In fact, we bought some white chocolate macadamia nut cookie dough from a school fundraiser, and none of it has gotten baked yet. Yes, that's the container above and it's nearly empty. After supper for the last several nights, the girls and I have gathered round with our spoons and enjoyed a little cookie dough dessert. Yummm! (Yeah, I've heard that it's not good to feed your kids raw eggs, but there are worse things they could be consuming - like, say, cocaine!)
I'm sure I'm not the only mom who indulges her kids in the things that are closest to her child-heart. In fact, my mom set a good standard in that regard. She was great at indulging us now and then in the things that other moms might have turned their noses up at. Her house might have been messy now and then, but she'd ignore it and sit down with us and read stories. Or, on a hot summer day, she'd bring a big bucket of water and some cups into the front yard and she'd join us in a water fight. She'd also let us eat a little cookie dough now and then (though I don't remember ever gathering around a bucket of it for dessert.)
There might be lots of things my kids will find to complain about me when they're grown, but at least they'll say "she let us eat cookie dough."
Posted by Heather Plett at 7:43 PM