Baking Night

Jeron decided that we needed to have a baking night.  Since I have not had a very good relationship with food the last 3 months this was a bit of a daunting task for me.  Jeron tried to make it as easy as possible.  He brought up a chair for me to sit on while I made the food, which helped a lot.   We made Chex party mix, and sugar cookies to have on Christmas eve.  He helped out a lot at first but when it came time to make the sugar cookies he disappeared.  Hmmmm, whats that about.  The kids stuck with me to the bitter end though. 

Right when we put the first batch in I realized that Jeron was in the basement.  His Christmas present was hidden in the basement.  I FREAKED out, ran down stairs and it looked like he had maybe seen it.  I was so upset.  I knew that he would love his present and I finally got him something he didn't know about.  He swears he didn't see it...but I have my doubts.  Then after FREAKING out I remembered the cookies.  I slightly burned the first ones and yes, I might have cried a little bit over it.  There is nothing worse than making the dreaded sugar cookie and burning a batch of your hard efforts and work. 

The kids assured me that they would still eat them so I guess the tears were unneeded.  They are sweet to worry about my silly feelings. 

I am glad that Jeron suggested that we have a baking night.  I hope we continue this in the future. 

I wish we had a picture of Jeron but he really was MIA most of the time.  He did successfully clean the basement though.