Last night, we decided to make cookie dough at like eleven o’clock. Instead of sleeping. Logical.

BUT WHAT KIND?

Jess: Peaches!
Me: Oh, okay. Ohh, BROWN BUTTER. WITH THE PEACHES COOKED IN THE BROWN BUTTER.
Jess: Okay!
Me: AND OATS! PEACH COBBLER COOKIES!
Me: WITH GINGER! GINGER PEACH COBBLER COOKIES!
Jess: Okay, yeah.
Me: WITH CRYSTALLIZED GINGER YES. Do you like ginger?
Jess: Ginger is good.
Me: OKAY, YES.

Don’t ask us for the recipe. We used handfuls. (“Was that a half handful or a whole handful? It’s fine.”)

Cookies for breakfast!

  1. thatssowoolard said: I want to come make cookies with you!
  2. rookcanrun said: Looks good!
  3. captainmudphud said: grosssssssss
  4. malloryrunsthis said: Next time, I’m coming over for breakfast
  5. easybeinggreene reblogged this from runningwithguts and added:
    I’m just glad she let me touch the cookies. So controlling in the kitchen. There’s not too many cooks in the kitchen....
  6. becky-balances said: that’s my favorite kind of logic
  7. shortmom said: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
  8. trish-runs-the-world-away said: Yum!
  9. stuckinrunningmode said: You soooo should have added dark chocolate chips. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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