8:30 am: My son says something that clues me into the fact that I haven't prepared a treat for his pre-school Birthday celebration.
8:32 am: I am calculating in my mind if I have time to make brownies when I remember the double batch of sugar cookie dough in the freezer. Angels start singing but it's drowned out by my baby crying.
9 am: Cookies are done. Baby is asleep. I decide with my spare hour to turn my son's shirt into something special with an iron-on transfer I bought a couple weeks ago.
9:45 am: His shirt FINALLY is done. (It literally took 40 minutes to iron that four on.) I vow to never iron-on transfer again. Baby starts crying.
3 comments:
Iron on transfers get easier! the first time I did them I swore never again but it get's better! :)
Look at you go super woman! :)
Andrew sure loved the cookies. You made his day!
You are wonder woman! I just love how you mother your boys! You are my hero!
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