Brady announced that he was bored this afternoon and said he wanted to make something. So we poked around in the pantry until I came across a forgotten bag of peanut butter chips and I suggested he make the recipe on the label.
Although I know he's perfectly capable of baking on his own, he asked me to help, so I hung around to give guidance (and softened butter in the microwave, since that's not something in his skill set quite yet).I watched as he mixed the flour and cocoa powder. I held my breath at he cracked the egg and carefully dropped it into the bowl. (No shell!) And I demonstrated an effective method of mixing the ingredients by hand.
And in the end, he had a few dozen delicious chocolate peanut butter cookies cooling on a rack.
He's never really been a kid who likes to sit around doing nothing at all, so I'm thankful for his industriousness and for his willingness to try something new. (And for the cookies, too, because I do love peanut butter and chocolate.)
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