This French Friday, my mind is not far from the ocean.
Because after Runner Girl graduates (can you believe that today is finally the day), we are packing up the car and headed here for a much needed week of sea and sand.
Right now, even my tired is tired...
It's like one day there is this little person that you are suddenly responsible for and with almost no directions whatsoever, you are supposed to take them and guide them into being responsible adults. I have to say, at the time the stork made that delivery, I was really questioning what business the Universe had in trusting me with this little squalling person. Seriously.
At that point, all I could wish for is that I didn't screw this little person up too much. I really thought that was the best I could hope for. Non-screwed-up-dom.
Somehow, we all survived.
Cookies were made.
We've made these before, so no one was really freaked out by the concept.
And from a distance they kind of look like chocolate chip cookies.
Until you got up close.
Now, wouldn't that be a shocker to an unsuspecting
Have a great weekend all!
I'm off to go pack something or clean something or plan something. You name it, I probably still have to do it at some point in the next 24 hours.
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie. The David Lebovitz version can be found here (I think this is the inspiration for Dorie's version?). Please head over to the FFwD site to see how the other bloggers fared with this somewhat unusual nibble...