Free Spirited Baker-in-Training

I swear I did not put her up to this. Her new pj's were in the laundry so she wanted to wait for them to dry and put them back on. In the meantime, she dug out her cowgirl boots. This wasn't quite what I had in mind when telling her to put a headband in for baking, but it kept her hair out of the food I guess. Just like a Duluth winter, we go for function, not fashion...



I have NO IDEA how many cookies the kid scarfed down. Every time I left the room, I'd come back and she'd say "mom, I didn't have any." Perfectly placed, but something still doesn't look right!