Right this minute, my 11 y.o. daughter and her 10 y.o. across-the-street best friend are trying to make cupcakes or muffins or something. I can hear them from the next room, but can't see them. BTW: I have NO idea how any of this relates to VAMPIRES. No idea.
BFF: How are we going to do this? Can we just make it up?
A: Well, yeah. But...
BFF: Maybe we can use a recipe?
A: But that's boring.
BFF: Well, we could just ... let it guide us.
A: YEAH! WE can add stuff!
BFF: Let's divide it up. It says "wet" and "dry" ingredients are separate. You be wet, I'll be dry.
BFF: Ok. Um. How much flour?
A: 2 cups?
BFF: You sure?
A. Uh. Let me check. OH. 2 and a half.
BFF: Is that 'two AND a half' or 'two halves'?
A: I think two and a half. It says .... "two, one slash two." That's two and a half.
BFF: Now it says "baking powder." What's that?
A: It's up there. The round one ... no. Not that one. The next one. Right there... yup.
BFF: How much?
A: I think.... um. A tablespoon.
A: The big one.
BFF: You sure? Or is that 'teaspoon'?
A: "T B is tablespoon. T S P is teaspoon."
A: Ok. Butter.
BFF: How much?
A: It says a half stick. How much is that?
BFF? Well, a half of a stick.
A: But our butter comes in a round thing.
BFF: Hm. Let's see. OH! It says "4 TB" also.
A: Oh. Ok. Then four tablespoons.
BFF: Just dump it in? OK
A: WAIIIIIT! It's supposed to be melted!
BFF: Whoops. (clinking sound heard) There. Took it back out.
A: Careful. You never touch the bowl when you've heated something like butter. It's really hot.
BFF: Ok. (drawer opening heard) Can I use this?
(Beeping of oven temperature being set)
A: LET'S ADD OUR STUFF TOGETHER!
(much clanging of spoon on bowl heard)
A: GO GO GO GO GO!
BFF: Stir hard to get ALL the lumps out!
A: what do you wanna add?
A: YEAH! And maybe ... strawberries?
BFF. Oooh. yeah.
BFF: I wanna use the big, BIG spoon.
A: I, like, got this pan for CHRISTMAS. It has an anti-stick thing on it so if you spill stuff on it, it just slides off. It's so awesome.
BFF: (giggle) Allie! You're squeezing the strawberries. Eeewwww. Let ME do it now.
A: HA! Oh no! Teddy (the dog) is eating something! NO, TEDDY! Oh dear. He's eating the butter wrapper.
BFF: Ok. I need to wash my hands now to make mine.
A: Ok. Good idea.
BFF: I'm going to add strawberries ON TOP. To make them attractive.
A: Oh, they're SO ADORABLE!
BFF: (clanging of spoon) Oh. That is SO chocolatey and gooood.
A: Mine don't taste too strawberryish now, but I think they will once they're cooked.
BFF: Oooh! They're nice! I can taste the cinnamon.
A: Oops. OhhhH!
BFF: How much did you ADD just now? DON"T STIR IT IN? DON'T!
A: Well.... too late.
BFF: HAHAAAA! Oh, that is PINK! Get your mom to see. HA!
(concentrated quiet, with the occasional clang of a spoon on bowl, and the crunching of muffin papers being rearranged)
(Beeping of the oven timer being set)
BFF: I'm going to do the strawberry ones now.
A: I'll do the chocolate.
BFF: We should probably do the dishes.
BFF: I only did one major one. I mean, one that's completely full. I wonder how it'll turn out -- probably splat out all over the place.
A: I have an idea! We'll each use a big big big big pan and use the rest of the batter.
BFF: What kind of pan? Can we use cooking spray? Do you have spray?
A: MOM! WHERE'S THE COOKING SPRAY?
(spraying sounds heard)
(giggling and clanking)
BFF: Here, put some of THESE over there. What did YOU DO, Allie? ALLIE.
BFF: Oh, Allie.
(many more short sprays heard)
A: C'mon batter! Go faster! (tapping sounds heard)
BFF: Maybe we could just.... (clanging sounds) Hmmm.
A: Oh, LOOK!
BFF: Both of 'em?
(Oven door opening, cautious sliding sounds heard. Beeping of timer being started)
And then? CLEANING sounds begin. Rumbling of chairs being dragged around, cabinet doors opening and banging closed.
BFF: When these are done? You can like, put them on a special tray, but don't put them there yet. Vampires. You know?
A: WHOA! Look at YOURS!
BFF: WHOA! Look at YOURS! Look at YOUR Neapolitan one!
A: LOOK at YOUR Neapolitan one!
BFF: ALLIE! 50 seconds left!
A: OH! OK!
Together: 10! 9! 8! (giggles) 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!
Muffins were good. A trifle tough, but quite good. And there were two very proud little girls who made a nice memory of an afternoon off of school. But I'm still wondering about the vampires.