Yesterday while the boys were out enjoying camp, my daughter and I were spending some much needed time together. Her and I love baking together and she is starting to hit the age where it is time to teach her to cook. I am not ready for that because in my mind she is only three years old but in reality she will be turning ten in a couple of months. My mini-me asked if she could help with the cookies and I told her "no (you can imagine her look of disappointment) you are going to make them all by yourself." Her look then turned to "are you serious???" As I stood there next to her watching and answering any question she had I was overwhelmed with emotions, my little girl is growing up. I am truly blessed to have her as my daughter and I thank God for her every day!
May I add that those were the best peanut butter cookies I have ever tasted. No seriously they were so good and I am not a fan of peanut butter cookies. She has talent (which she received from her mom) and she is a true blessing sent from above.