Bless his heart, my sweet husband took it upon himself to bake some cookies yesterday with the kids. It was a stormy, rainy day around here, and the kids were running out of ways to entertain themselves indoors when he took them all downstairs to whip up a batch of Chocolate cookies. (from a boxed mix in the cabinet.) Now, with the exception of cleaning up the dinner dishes or foraging for food, my husband does not spend much time in the kitchen. But I didn't doubt his ability to follow the directions on the back of the box to make a simple batch of cookies. The end result being anything less than perfect never even crossed my mind. Until I got a look at this:
As I said, bless his heart. It's the thought that counts. Love you, honey!