Dorothy helped by cracking a freaking egg on her freaking LAP when my back was turned. SO HELPFUL.
This is Dorothy's mandatory syrup hair. Otherwise her mullet gets crazy.
Next, we all went outside to play. This is the tantrum phase of our getting ready.
The boys picked up about $13 worth of poopsicles while the rest of us frolicked. That's Dorothy's frolicking face.
Harry looks super put-upon, but I swear he wanted to make brownies.
Dorothy just wanted to eat chocolate chips.
WHEN WILL THE BROWNIES BE READY?
High stakes ZINGO
And then Rush Zone