One of John's little buds from Playgroup moved into the neighborhood so we thought we would make some chocolate chip cookies for them. Dad is on call today so it also helped pass the time. John has helped with this task before and now everytime he sees the mixer he says, "Cookie." No one can say he can't take after his mother in that respect.
Hmmm, what all goes in the bowl?

I will just mix this sugar up.

I am a little afraid of the mixer when it is on but when it is off I like it.

This is the good stuff.

Maybe I will have a little taste.

We need to make sure it is all mixed together.

Look what I did Mom!
These things take way too long to cook. I am a little impatient, maybe another trait I received from Mommy?
I have to blow on them because they are HOT!
I am a good sharer, I had to see if Mommy wanted a bite too!
I am a happy camper now! Mom doesn't let me have these things often.
Those were good!