Kookie Krazy...or just plain krazy...

So today I had Alex and Sam. We went to a Moms Club activity at this place called Kookie Krazy. Imagine Coldstone Creamery, except instead of ice cream, you get raw cookie dough. And you bake it after you mash it all up together. Sounds like a wonderful experience to have with your small children, doesn't it?

Well, imagine it thusly...

Child #1 is prone to wandering around the store without any fear, scoping out the back room where a DVD is playing, not exhibiting ANY interest in what the store actually SELLS. Child #2 is extremely grumpy and tired of being confined to the stroller. Exhausted Mother buys THREE balls of cookie dough, thinking that she will make one for the third child who is at school.

Exhausted Mother somehow manages to balance and carry three pie tins of cookie dough and mix-ins to a table while pushing the stroller with bellowing child #2. Child #1 is hopefully somewhere in the vicinity.

After Child #1 is coaxed to the table with a carton of milk, Child #2 starts to scream in an attempt to force Exhausted Mother to extricate her from stroller-strappy-belt prison. Child #2 is taken out of the stroller.

Exhausted Mother is now left with only ONE free hand to somehow mash together cookie dough, Kit Kat bits, and Kissables, while simultaneously trying to keep Child #2 from grabbing the whole plate and flinging it to the floor. Child #1 is sipping milk, engrossed in Toy Story 2, and not noticing cookie dough at all.

Exhausted Mother has now moved on to mashing together the second ball of cookie dough (sugar) with chocolate chips (her reward for bringing Child #1 and Child #2 to Moms Club event). Child #2 is fed bits of cookie dough (Pasteurized! No worries!) to keep her from grabbing chocolate chips. Child #1 is still oblivious of anything other than movie.

Exhausted Mother finally realizes that similar to prior strawberry picking excursions, art activities, and crafts, she will end up doing the work that Child #1 was SUPPOSED to be doing for some sort of enriching, tactile experience. Smoosh, smoosh, done. Okay, so only one side of the cookie has M&Ms...it's done.

Exhausted Mother's left hand has raw cookie dough all over it. Child #2 is eyeing M&Ms. Child #1 still hasn't moved.

15 minutes cooking time later...

Child #1 isn't even interested in finished product. Apparently this kid does not like dessert.

Child #2 ate a third of Exhausted Mother's cookie reward.

Exhausted Mother needs a mojito.

What cracks me up is the owner of the store was there telling me how it was such a great one-on-one activity to have with the kids, to make memories of time spent together, to really bond...

Ummm, yeah.

Good cookies though.