As I grow older, my neuroses become more and more apparent to me. Apparently everyone else has known about them for quite some time.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Things you NEVER want to hear...
I'm baking this morning. I'm making the Death Star cake and the "base", which is just an 11X14 sheet. The 11X14 sheet is cooling on the table while the bowl is finishing up and suddenly I hear B say... "uuuummmmmmmm". I turn around and she has eaten a HUGE bite out of the cake with her play spoon. This is no good. No good at all.