c is for cookie

ben asked to make cookies today. several hundred times he asked. finally tonight we did it and they turned out pretty good. oatmeal with a few chocolate chips. it was the recipe from the quaker oats drum. i tried some fancy kinds from some good cookbooks and websites, but i still think the humble quaker oat recipe pretty much kicks it.

andrew's in the other room watching "modern family" and laughing really, really hard. he might be crying a bit, by the sound of it.

three days ago i declared i was done nursing (if this seems to be too much information, i rationalize it this way: my blog is about the life domestic, of which lactation is well and truly a part. and also i wish we lived in a culture that took note of milestones like weaning. so i'm going to take note right now). pete's kind of mad at me, but i knew he was ready to stop when, last week, he climbed down from my lap and walked off during the middle of his snack. all right, i said to him, the jig is up. of course now he's gripey and holding a grudge. but who isn't, these days. anyway, here's to the wonder of breastfeeding and here's to god for thinking of it in the first place, and here's to you, girls, for all the hard work. mazel.

by the bye, my genius sister ali and i, and a few of our smarty smart friends, are writing a blog about the king james version of the bible, which turns four hundred this year. it's called "that old tongue, with it's clang and flavor." check it out, if you like. it's an appreciation of the most influential book ever written in english, so, some literary thoughts, some devotional thoughts, etc. etc.

night night.