A moment caught in the park when I was unamused at the frequency of treats flying into my mouth. KEEP ‘EM COMING MAMA! Love, Bogart
You Can’t Get My Stick
Throwback Thursday
Baking for Bogie (Woo-hoo, RECIPE!)
Sometimes mama gets it SO DAMN RIGHT. Normally I wouldn’t let her anywhere near the stove, she’s just not terribly domestically-inclined, and has a bad habit of setting off smoke alarms with her, ahem, “cooking”. Apparently, she bought “ingredients” to make some cookies for me awhile ago, and they have been taunting her ever since. …