I now realize why I have two sisters: if you lick both beaters and the bowl you get an upset tummy. See, this is just smart parenting. Way to go Mom and Dad. Lesson learned.
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=) I'm impressed that it took you 29 years to discover this. Now the trick is to remember it the next time...
Posted by: Liz | January 23, 2009 at 12:01 PM
If one of you three were not around, I would immediately put the beaters into soapy water so that I wouldn't lick them myself! Tough on the tummy :-) But when I was a child, I swore when unsupervised I would eat an entire bowl of cookie dough before I die - but I probably would have died, right?
Posted by: Mom | January 23, 2009 at 05:50 PM