like father, like daughter (and I hardly ever, ever make molasses cookies)

Last night Mom called me to remind me that American Idol was coming on in five minutes.  We used those five minutes to fill each other in on our respective days.  She told me that she had bread almost done, had put together a lasagna, and was about to make cookies.  My mom is very industrious (she does all her baking when she gets home from work.)

“What kind of cookies are you making?” I asked.

“Molasses,” she replied.

“WHAAAAAT?” I cried, “I made molasses cookies today, too!”

She laughed.  “Dad asked me to make them.  He wanted them.”

It was such a fun little highlight of my day.  For sure, girlfriends, me and my Dad have a connection.  (You might say we’re kindred spirits.)

I ate a cookie while I wrote this and I bet he’ll be eating one when he reads it.  I love you, Dad!

5 thoughts on “like father, like daughter (and I hardly ever, ever make molasses cookies)

  1. so sweet! how i love those ‘kindred spirit’ connections, shanda! love molasses cookies, too, and i have been looking around for a better recipe! 🙂

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