With Masterchef gaining momentum it seems some of the chillun have the yen to 'plate up'. Play dough usually keeps Shorty happy but I have been missing baking lately myself.
So I had a go at some easy familiar cookies that I have baked a hundred times. Shorty had something to stick bits in and I felt like myself briefly...
... until they came out like this. Oven too hot and I cannot do numbers at ALL right now. I read 125g and I put in 250g! It is the same with appointment times and dates. Keeno brain! I told the kids I meant them that way and they are Hexacookies. They were good with that but have been severely mislead by my inability to count again. (pentacookie, PENTAcookie!!!)
Having indulged the desire to play with food preparation again, I spent the day back at HOCA with Frank, Brangelina, the Queen ...
...and these two who have been placed outside the unit in a kind effort to cheer the inmates. I have just noticed the one on the left is the same as the one in our garden. That penny only took a week to drop!
I did spot this rather cute hexagon rug at the hospital. This may be the next blanket in the treatment regime.
Meanwhile back home, the chillun have realised there will be no baking for the first week of treatment and have resorted to feeding themselves and each other as needed. Will this outlast Masterchef? Who will be the winner? Thank you Channel Ten for putting it on at a reasonable hour this year so we don't have to record it and relive it in the afternoon! Although that would be the perfect timeslot for the most popular children's show on the box!
