Neil baked me cookies!? We’ve both been working really hard lately, and we finally pooped out on the couch the other night after dinner. He woke up before me and was in the kitchen for a while and told me he was “making me something.” Several minutes later, he popped into the living room with these, still warm. I’m not a braggart, but I couldn’t resist taking a shot of his baking masterpiece. Yum!
