I now have photographic evidence that Cool Dad turns to baking cookies as a form of escapism.
That’s me on the left. I loaded almost all of our earthly possessions into the Uhaul myself.
Cool Dad spent that time baking. Apparently it was an emergency.
sidenote: the cookies were the best ever made by anyone on earth and I thoroughly enjoyed playing tetris with my moving boxes
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Congrats on the moving boxes! Do you have a place to move them to yet?
That cookie dough looks yummy! Hope all things go well with the move.
Go Cool Mum go!
Oh and CD has to send me some cookies.
id comment – but cant stop laughing. dont know why!!!
I love cookie dough. I hate moving.
amy–yes, we did find a place to move them to! the Cool Grandparents’ House! we only kept absolute necessities to take with us to NYC.
b–thanks! yeah, those babies were glimmering even before they were baked.
raquel–if only we could part with them…
tam–you should’ve been here. it was funnier in person. especially when a potential buyer made a surprise visit while it was all happening. i don’t know if he wants to buy a house from a couple of weirdos like us.
mcc–that’s what i just found out about cool dad!
“Apparently it was an emergency,” this cracked me up!