My oldest child woke up before me on Saturday and RAN downstairs, suddenly mixing and stirring and getting out ingredients and insisting that I stay out of the kitchen.
Once in the over, he let me know that "he didn't quite have enough ingredients, but he just put in what he had."
This was the result.
Well, they were supposed to be peanut butter with chocolate chip cookies it turns out.
They were more like ummm, peanut brittle.
I laughed but I also almost cried because he made them for me because we never have peanut butter cookies since he is allergic (only slightly). It went awry, but he is so very sweet.