Chocolate Chipless Cookies

When Paige turned 3, one of her gifts had this REALLY cute tag on it. (That blob between them was once a pink balloon)
I love scottie dogs anyway, (even scottie dog sweaters) and pink and black together, so I decided then that this tag would be the inspiration for the next baby's nursery. (For a boy I'll just switch to blue instead of pink) I bought fabric a few months ago to start making a quilt, because I realized I couldn't find any baby bedding that happened to be scottie dogs AND happened to be the colors I wanted. I got the stuff for a boy quilt AND a girl quilt. I started cutting the pieces out and realized I underestimated (By QUITE a bit) how much I would need. So I had to start just one quilt, stealing fabric from the other quilt's stash. So I had to start with the girl quilt since it was easier to steal from the boy stash FOR the girl stash. If I stole from the girl one most of the fabric was too feminine for a boy quilt. I'm only explaining all of this so you people don't start thinking I have a feeling it's a girl. I have no feeling at all about the gender, sorry.

Anyway, I have it all pieced together, now I just need to get some batting and start actually quilting it. It's only my second quilt, so I'm not surprised by all the flaws it has, but apparently I don't improve AT ALL with practice. Ha. Oh well, I like the fabric, so it'll be okay. The quilt itself has nothing to do with scottie dogs, except for a couple paw print fabrics thrown in there, but I figure I'll paint some for the walls and make a scottie dog mobile, and anything else that pops into my head along the way.
I was doing dishes this morning and Paige asked me "Mama will you make me a waffle, and then when I'm done with the waffle will you make cookies?" So that's what I did. Then I realized we were out of chocolate chips. Jess is going to be so excited when he gets home. He's a weirdo and thinks there can be too much chocolate. These are actually really good though, even without them. Maybe they'll be enough to make up for keeping him up until 1 am like all week long watching Lost dvds. (We just decided to watch it for the first time and I can't stop)
While the cookies baked the kids played with some soapy water soaking a bowl in the sink. They were "accidentally" dropping toys in there, and trying to fish them out.
Then they kept wiping suds all over each other and cracking up.
Cason, by the way, has THE BEST mischievous boy laugh in all of creation. I need to record it. Speaking of which, yesterday I recorded Paige reciting nursery rhymes. She kept asking for help remembering some lines, and the second I opened my mouth she'd say "But mama can I do it by myself?" I guess I was supposed to somehow let her know without speaking, sign language or something maybe. My favorites were "Jack be MINDLE, Jack be quick." Haha. And "Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet. Eat her curds and waves." :)