Dear Elizabeth,With the impending snow storm rattling everyone's cages, I thought it best that you and I have some down time. We were supposed to bake together but then your vibrating seat lulled you off to dream land and left me by my lonesome. We (I) made some food for the weekend and brownies.
It was nice to relax with you. I had a glass of wine, you had a binky. I mixed batter, you filled some diapers. It made me look forward to teaching you how to bake (or follow the instructions on the back of the box). It also afforded me some time and realization that this won't always be so intense.
Too bad you can't have any brownies, they came out pretty good.
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