Why I Shouldn't Be Baking

My apologies to every person I have not called this week, every appointment I have forgotten, and everything left undone. I am clearly in the final weeks of pregnancy, and my baking fiasco today proves it.

I am hardly a homemade kind of mom! But having a daughter with allergies has forced me to become highly efficient with homemade dairy-free egg-free chocolate cupcakes. And with Valentine parties all week, we needed a batch of cupcakes.

The recipe is simple - dry ingredients in one bowl, wet in another, combine, mix and bake. The flour was already in the mixing bowl and I measured out the cocoa to add to the flour in the bowl. Measuring cup in hand I dumped the cocoa into the flour - the flour canister that is.

One pound of flour now topped with a third cup of cocoa. And a giggly Jordan beside me very entertained that Mommy made a mistake. Scooping again, and doubling checking the destination, I dumped the cocoa into the mixing bowl. Jordan gave me a big smile, proud that Mommy put it in the right place this time.

So should you see me attempting to put diesel gas in my minivan, driving the wrong way on a one-way street, or attempting to talk on my daughter's Lightening McQueen play cell phone, just look the other way and be thankful I only have a few weeks left!