Around here, it is the summer of the twelve-year-old boy. Independent and insecure, bored, full of potential and ideas and emotions. Don't like this mood? Don't worry, there's different one coming right up. He will frost the cinnamon rolls (and everything else) himself. Plus he's eating everything in the house and he does not smell good. It's fascinating!
Meanwhile, I'm just trying to make a better oatmeal chocolate chip cookie.
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