A Few Egg Shells Won’t Kill Ya…

The Big One received this really cool little contraption for her birthday a few weeks ago. The Learning Tower is touted as being sturdy with a non-tip construction that is safe for toddlers and young children.

Essentially it brings little kids up to countertop height so they can help make wonderful creations in the kitchen. Well, I am sure it has other uses, but we use it in the kitchen because the Big One loves to help me “make somefing.”

So today I had the unpleasant task of bringing home my precious Maxwell puppy dog’s remains from the Vet’s office. Apparently while I was gone, the Big One was harassing the Husband to make something in the kitchen. He told her to wait until I got home and then promised I would make something with her.

We happened to go to Smart & Final today and picked up the industrial size Heath Toffee Bits because the Husband loves anything with Heath bars in it. So we opted for cookies using chocolate chips and the Heath bits.

Typically the Big One and I make pancakes, waffles or, our specialty, chocolate marbled banana bread; all of which do not require anything other than a whisk or wodden spoon. We’ve only done cookies a couple times and this was the first time using my uber-cool Kitchen Aid mixer. Normally I just use the hand mixer because it’s a lot easier to clean. I figured it’s silly to have the big Kitchen Aid and not use it so I dusted it off and started the process.

I quickly learned why I have never done cookies using the Kitchen Aid with the Big One as my assistant. First thing to go awry was the attempt to pour the sugars in the bowl. {I don’t have the handy little chute-like thing to add ingredients. It was a casualty of one of our last 4 moves in the last 5 years.} About 1/3 of the sugar went on the counter. No big deal I scoop it up and dump it in the bowl anyway.

Then comes the eggs. Normally when we make pancakes or waffles, the Big One cracks the egg open and then hands it to me to actually break apart and add to the bowl. For whatever reason today she cracked it and then dropped it in the bowl… while the paddle was whirring around. I calmly turned the mixer off and began to fish out the shattered egg shell, while explaining why it’s not so good to drop the entire egg in the bowl.

Meanwhile she is whining that she wants to add the other egg. Not this time, I tell her.

Figuring the cookies might not be a total loss, we continue the process. She measured the first cup of flour out and most of it went in the bowl. The second cup didn’t quite make it all in the bowl. But I figured we were far enough in the process we were going to press on and hope for the best.

Next came the chocolate chips and Heath bits. The Heath bits all made it in the bowl and most of the chocolate chips did too. My problem now is that her attention span had run its course and all she wants to do it eat the chocolate chips.

After several bites and pleas of “just one more mommy,” I finally got some in the oven, 10 minutes later, the Husband deemed them a success. I just hope nobody chokes on the egg shells.