Letters to Lyla and Lottie

Lyla always says “wanna help cook!” and so of course she does.  This time we were making “ooky” Halloween cookies.  Baking with my helper invariably ends up in mis-measured ingredients, a broken egg or two, and a giant mess.  Todd always asks me why in the world do I bake with the kids.  It’s one of the questions whose answer lies in those lonely dark days, when I wondered if I’d ever be a mother.  I revel in these moments….and hopefully the gals I visit teach understood why their cookies looked especially ooky.