While Daddy and I were off zip-lining, Emily stayed home with Grandma and Grandpa and slaved in the kitchen. She wanted to make cookies, and she did a very good job. She followed the recipe and was very precise. The proof was in the pudding, or the cookies in this case. They were delicious! Good job, Emily!
Do you remember the time when she used to have to stand on a stool to bake? Boy has she grown.
