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You had been pestering Wanda all morning. You wanted cookies, but not the store-bought ones she had offered you multiple times from the pantry. You wanted them fresh. You wanted to make your own.
“You want to make cookies? From scratch?” Your mommy questioned when you asked her. Wanda wasn’t too sure of the idea but it was simple enough and would keep you entertained for a while. Plus, with her help, you were unlikely to do too much damage to yourself or to the kitchen so she agreed.
Wanda had settled you securely onto your stepping stool which allowed you to be able to reach over the countertop to help bake. You were so excited to start baking that you could hardly wait. Wanda grabbed all of the ingredients you would need out of the pantry and settled them down in front of you.
“Alright, little one. Step one: we have to pre-heat the oven so it’s nice and warm for our dough.”
You watched intently as Wanda pressed the ‘on’ button and changed the temperature dial. Soon enough you could feel the heat slowly beginning to warm the oven. You listened carefully as your mommy explained how you must never ever touch the oven as you were far too little to be able to use it safely.
“Now, the next step is to measure a cup of flour,” Wanda picked up the flour bag but you reached for it, wanting to do it yourself.
“Wait!” You yelled, dropping the bag down, the sudden decibels from your yell taking Wanda by surprise. “We need our aprons mommy!”
Wanda chuckled, Of course, you needed aprons. How could she be so silly and forget? “Aprons you say?” And with a snap of her fingers, wisps of red tendrils circled around the two of you, leaving behind yellow floral aprons on both of you.
You giggle happily, you absolutely love watching your mommy play with her magic. You knew she was powerful and could do almost anything you could think of, even make the monsters under your bed stay away when they got too scary which was her specialty.
You went back to the flour and began to tilt the bag slowly and carefully into the measuring cup Wanda was holding steady until the white powder reached the top.
“Done!” You say proudly, beaming up at your mommy.
Wanda smiles, “well done my darling, you did it so well!”
You pour the powder into the mixing bowl then moved on happily following your mommy’s instructions and adding the rest of the sugar and vanilla into the mixture, stirring it all together.
“What now mommy?” You asked, your arm getting sore from all the mixing.
“Now all we have to do,” Wanda says grabbing the carton of eggs from the refrigerator, “is add the eggs.”
You watched closely as your mommy showed you how to crack the egg open, “You just need to be gentle and give it a little tap.”
Wanda split the egg carefully into two without getting any shell fragments into the dough. “See? Do you want to try little one?”
You nodded, taking the egg carefully out of the carton, and tried hitting it gently against the bowl just like your mommy did but nothing happened.
“A little harder,” she said.
You tried again giving it what you thought was a harder but still a gentle hit but when the eggshell cracked in half, spilling the egg onto the side, you pouted in disappointment.
“Aw it’s okay baby,” Wanda cleaned up the mess without hesitation or frustration and wiped your hands clean of any yolk that had spilled. “Would you like to try again together?”
You nodded eagerly in agreement. Wanda placed the egg in your right hand then stood behind you with her hands on top of yours then guided you to hit the egg just right. You split it open successfully and let the contents drop into the bowl.
Wanda smiled and kissed your cheek, “You’re doing so well! Are you ready for the final ingredient?”
You knew what was coming, it was the best part about making cookies, “Yessss! Mommy, chips, chips!!”
Your mommy couldn’t help but laugh at how excited you were at the mention of the chocolate chips. She handed you the packet but as soon as she did she realised that might not have been her smartest idea. Before she could stop you, you had already poured the entire packet of chips into the bowl.
“Oops”
Wanda sighed. These cookies are going to be all chocolate and no cookie by the time you are done with them.
“Don’t worry mommy, I’ll eat some,” you said quickly scooping out a handful of chips to munch on. The chocolate itself was already delicious so you couldn’t wait to eat them as cookies when they were done.
You stood patiently eating your chocolates whilst watching Wanda roll the dough into perfect circular balls and then smushing them. She had told you this was the perfect way to make sure the cookies came out good and tasty but you were too busy focusing on how many chocolates you had left which were slowly melting in your hand.
“Alright, now we just have to wait for them until they’re done,”
Wanda picked you up and placed you on her hip, taking you to the sink so she could clean off your hands before taking you into the living room and setting you down on the couch. She put your favourite show on to keep you entertained whilst she busied herself cleaning up in the kitchen.
“Hey baby, what kind of milk do you want with the cookies?” Your mommy asked.
“Vallina milk,”
Wanda smiled, it melted her heart the way you mispronounced your words, it made her realise how truly little you were. She grabbed the vanilla milk filling up one of your bottles so you wouldn’t spill it everywhere. She thought it was more practical, then, if you wanted to dunk your cookie in milk you could always use hers.
The smell of chocolate and sweetness interrupted your fixation on the tv just long enough to see your mommy coming in with the plate of cookies and milk. You squealed excitedly as she set them down on the coffee table next to you.
“They came out so perfect baby, I’m so so proud of how well you did.” Wanda hands you the biggest and best cookie from the plate and your eyes widen. Not wasting a single second more, you take a big bite from the cookie and moan happily when the sugary goodness hits your tastebuds.
You saw your mommy had made you a bottle, you grabbed it and climbed into her lap with the cookie still in your other hand. She let you get comfy and snuggled into her whilst you took turns taking a bite of your cookie and then a sip of the vanilla milk.
“Love you, mommy,”
“I love you too my darling, so much.” Wanda hugged you close and kissed the top of your head. You were both happy and content lying together and would be there for the rest of the afternoon watching tv and eating cookies.