Need…more………me...mo...ry!
“Oh, no,” I muttered to myself, “I used all of the eggs for breakfast! Thanks a lot, DeeDee! Now Pookie Bear is expecting cookies, and we’ve already mixed together most of the ingredients. There’s no way I’m wasting them! What now?”
I thought for a moment. “I know! We’ll go ahead and make them anyway. If the worst happens, they’ll just crumble, and then we can eat the crumbs.”
We baked the cookies. They actually turned out fairly decent, though nothing like chocolate chip cookies. They were more like spritz or butter cookies, possibly even like shortbread cookies. (Mr. Incredible called them starch cookies and said they were too salty.)
I wish that I could somehow purchase additional memory for my brain; ideally, it would work something like a computer memory upgrade. Unfortunately, I don’t foresee that invention being created in the near future. Oh, well; I reckon I’ll just have to share my brain with DeeDee for awhile longer.
clip art of mother/daughter baking courtesy of fotosearch.com
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