Sunday, March 06, 2005

Father Daughter Tea

I was sitting on my couch watching "Little Bill" (I only get CBS with my antenna and Little Bill is by far my favorite Saturday morning cartoon, better than Dora and Blue's Clues combined) and reading when I remembered I had to be at the Girl Scout thing to help at 11..luckily I was having one of those days where my hair doesn't look totally crazy when I wake up, so I just got dressed and left...When I got to the Firemen's Hall, there were more boxes of every type of baking mix you can imagine sitting on the these Girl Scout Moms are serious (and I'm feeling a little inadequate about the one sleepover--as in we've only had one event outside of meetings all year--I had for the Junior Girl Scouts )

Anyway I started making brownies with help from the sweetest little girl who had to stand on a chair to be able to reach the counter...we made two different batches...and I managed to keep myself from liking the bowl (both times!!!) was so nice though, bustling around the kitchen with moms and kids and dads stopping in to make sure they had everything they needed...for awhile I actually felt like I was a part of something, connected...I'm not sure I can explain it without sounding cheesy...but I'll just say it was warm-and-fuzzy and leave it at that ;) I even got to use an electric cookie press to form spritz cookies, and that was just about the coolest thing

I have to say, I love seeing kids with their reminds me of my Dad, and I just think dads with their daughters are extra was so funny, we all sat down to "tea" which was actually punch and a massive amount of baked goods...and it was sooo dad finally spoke up "well, you can tell it's a group of men. No one's talking" but they warmed up a little when they started talking about the weather and how sugared up their kids were getting. I sat next to my little helper and she was convinced the brownies she was eating were the ones we made together. "They're really chocolate-y so they must be ours" I agreed that if they tasted good that we made them, and if they didnt...well, then someone else must have (or it could've been the batch where I read the high altitude directions AFTER putting in all the ingredients and it called for extra flour, okay, and different amounts of water and vegetable oil, oops...oh well, didn't see anyone gagging on/spitting out brownies)

I managed to make it home without a plate of cookies/cupcakes/brownies...that seemed like the best thing at the time. I was already all sugared up and didn't think I needed to take more home...but right now, I REALLY wish I had a cupcake and a big glass of milk...mmm

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