My Mommyology

Learning from Motherhood.



Yesterday after her nap my husband asked Sam to “make some cookies with Mommy”, knowing fully well that once the phrase “make cookies” was uttered, there would be no turning back.  Excitedly, Sam danced and jumped all over the kitchen saying, “Make cookies with mommy make cookies with mommy make cookies with mommy…”  over and over again as I began to pull out the ingredients and clean a space on the counter for her to sit on.  To think she wasn’t on a sugar high yet!

So there we were, myself, mommy’s little helper and the beginnings of fun-shaped easy bake sugar cookies.  Of course, as we began to roll out the dough and cut out the shapes, Jamie chose that exact moment to wail, “Mamamammm“.  She wouldn’t stop until I took her from my husband, so he had no choice but to trade places with me in the kitchen and finish what we started (Well… he literally asked for it anyway).  Normally he’d prefer that I pacify Jamie first and then return to making the cookies, but Sam wouldn’t have it and wanted to get to the part where she could drizzle icing and sprinkles on it.  So the cookie-making had to go on.

Now it is important to note that while my husband can cook a great steak and grill perfectly well, he has never (in the 15 years that I’ve known him) ever made cookies, easy bake or otherwise.  So while I was feeding Jamie from the living room, I was barking out directions for him to follow.  I could not see what was happening from my position, but I could tell that some of what I was saying was getting lost in the clutter of everything that was going on at the same time.

I finished nursing Jamie in time to see the cookies already baking and my husband bent over the oven with an “Uh-oh” look on his face.  As they say the proof is in the pudding (or in this case the cookie dough), and so here’s what I had to pull out a few minutes later:

My Mommyology Cookie Making

Well... in all fairness... he "tried" to follow directions. Try being the key word. 😉

Thankfully the purpose of this exercise was all in good family bonding fun and nothing more, so it all turned out fine and everyone was happy.  Sam didn’t care what shape or size her cookies came in either.  She was all too happy to make a sweet mess: squeezing out icing and then pounding sprinkles all over it as well as the table.

My Mommyology Cookie-Making

Thank heavens for splat mats, is all I can say!

In the end, Sam came up with what I thought was a good idea as to decorating the four big blobs, and asked for my help in trying to execute it.

My Mommyology cookie names

Tah-dah! (the "e" in Jamie didn't fit though)...

Not a bad way to spend a hot saturday afternoon at home, wouldn’t you say? 🙂

Author: mymommyology

I am the mom that I am because of my two wonderful little girls. They teach me everyday.


  1. Wow!!! Fun fun fun indeed! I can’t wait to make cookies with our baby! Haha! Matagal pa yata yun! But, ah, the innocence of the child. It doesn’t need to be perfect (like how we “adults” define perfect) – it already is 🙂

  2. I love baking with my kids! I am a home-baker, and my kids join in on the kitchen fun most of the time. They always leave the kitchen counter messier than usual, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s a great way to bond with the kids. 🙂

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