Cookies

I have been attempting to make cookies for about 7 years. I am not trying to make exceptional, out of this world, blow your mind cookies, I am merely trying to make edible cookies that taste like cookies. My previous cookies have been burned, raw, 1 giant cookie because they have all run together, hard as a rock, and to mushy to pick up without them crumbly in your hand. But this weekend I may have figured it out. I borrowed moms convection oven and made 10 cookies at a time. Never leaving the machine so I had no choice but to actually witness them becoming the perfect shade of brown. None were overcooked nor undercooked and the greatest compliment of all, Larry said, "They taste like my mom's cookie!"

American Sign Language

The kids have started watching an ASL TV show teaching them to sign. It is amazing how fast children pick up new skills. After watching the first show Stephie, Josh and Andrew can sign trees, leaves, summer, winter, cold, outside, warm, grass, and favorite. With each show they learn another 10-20 new words. I have started sign a bit to Logan. Larry just laughs about it but I wonder if he will sign back?

More ramblings

The zoo did come to school for Andrew and he came home to tell me that he touched a millipede. What? This is a boy who refused to touch the bottom feeding sharks at the zoo, wanted to feed the giraffes until the last minute when he saw the tongue reach out to take the food, and hardly brushed past the elephant taking a bath while the other kids damn near hugged it, and yet he touched the disgusting, creepy, big ol' nasty bug.

Nick is at his friend Davids house alone, it is a big leap for me to let him go but Larry took him there and checked the place out and felt really good about leaving him there. He sure is growing up. I remember back in kindergarten I was scared that he would not be able to make friends but he has.

I went upstairs and put Logan to sleep in his crib, it only took 17 minutes this time for him to cry and fall asleep. When I came down I found Josh playing with matches. How cliche!! Luckily he has no clue what they do and was holding them in his hand. I fear that if he knew how to produce fire he would have went around the house lighting stuff on fire just to see what would happen.