Maeve
Much like Edmund the first time they baked together, Soleil was incredibly careful with the flour, the first cup taking ages to make it into the bowl. Eventually she manages, to get the other two measured and poured in as well, "Good job." Maeve hums, reaching out to brush the flour from her cheek, a soft smile on her lips. The salt well is pulled over so she can dip the teaspoon inside and add it to the flower. The baking soda has its own little jar and Maeve opens it up so she can look inside, "Just a little teaspoon of this. It helps the cookies rise some."
The salt and baking soda are added to the flour before being set to the side to be put away later. "Alright. Now we have to cream the sugar, butter, and eggs." A smaller bowl was set on the counter next to the girl, followed by the eggs, softened butter, and sugar. "Have you ever cracked an egg before?" Maeve asks, arching a dark brow as she picks up one of them, gently tapping it against the lip of the bowl before gingerly cracking it into the bowl.
The salt and baking soda are added to the flour before being set to the side to be put away later. "Alright. Now we have to cream the sugar, butter, and eggs." A smaller bowl was set on the counter next to the girl, followed by the eggs, softened butter, and sugar. "Have you ever cracked an egg before?" Maeve asks, arching a dark brow as she picks up one of them, gently tapping it against the lip of the bowl before gingerly cracking it into the bowl.
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
