The scene pre-Thanksgiving.
I’m making Chocolate Chip Cookies, or so I think. I bake a batch, I leave them on the cooling rack, I come back with the second batch and baked sweeties are gone. Perpetrator completely without remorse. Incidentally, this happens four more times (one batch for each child and a fourth for the man). I throw my hands up in the air in exasperation and bake no more. For that day.
Love, SG