So, Tatum loves to help me bake.
No, I don't always bake from a box...
But I figure, when you are 8 its a good place to start..
So, Tate made brownies all by herself..
She read the instructions, and set her game plan.
She executed and measured perfectly.
She licked the bowl, scraper, and beaters..
She wiped her hands on her pants
And then..
she did not want me to take a picture of the finished product because she thought she failed.
The truth is, she did perfectly but our oven shelf was in there crooked..
They tasted delicious!!
Today, I am grateful that we used my oldest, nastiest, pan.
He was promptly thrown away after we ate the top half of the pan.
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