Last night Adam and I made cookies together (or “tookies” as he calls them).

He helped me by getting supplies from the pantry (and putting them away), counting with me as we measured the ingredients, emptying the measuring cups and spoons in to the bowl, and stirring.

He declined sampling the dough, but was more than happy to taste test the finished product once it came out of the oven.

And he was very pleased with the results.