You needs 3 things + an egg - Really!!

Hey all! I am in the midst of traveling to Napa for the DAY. Yes, I said day .. You know a 4 hour trip there .. And then a 4 hour trip back. What were we thinking? I am thinking exhausting.

Chris's best friend, Adam & his girlfriend, will be there so we are going to have "lunch". I would like to consume an entire bottle of wine after being in a car for that long in one day - but I won't because that won't be fair to make Chris drive the whole way. Plus - the whole having a wine buzz & then driving 4 hours .. I am thinking NOT.

So now that you totally know how I am spending my day, the lovely Mindi is here taking it over giving us busy momma's something EASY to make. Like are you kidding, 4 ingredients. Sign me up I am all for the ease.

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Hi guys! I'm Mindi, and I blog over at The Sprouted Root! I spend my days immersed in the raw, wild little lives of 3 boys under the age of 3 1/2. It's fun, messy, and exhausting. So what's a girl to do when she is in desperate need of a cookie but hasn't been to the store in two weeks (read: a sole box of cake mix sits on the pantry shelf and the fridge is housing one lonely egg)? I find an old recipe for Cake Batter Cookies, and take it as a sign to whip up a batch.

First, enlist the help of an all-too-willing youngin'. Aprons are necessary... if not to keep the cookies off the clothes, then to keep the nekked off the cookies.

I love how Syd posted a recipe this way, and decided to keep my recipe just as simple!

1. Melt the stick of butter

2. Mix everything together

3. Clump together into balls on cookie sheet

4. Bake at 350 degrees for 9-12 minutes (can test with toothpick in middle since they're cake!)

5. Ship the kids off to bed with promises of warm cookies upon waking

6. Throw on a pair of your husband's socks, kick up your feet, and devour a plate of them with a side of goat milk and a good book.

Please stop over and say "hi" to me! We'll be the best of friends if you can tell me you've rolled your kid's hand up in the car window or served them moldy jam... and if you've washed the same load of sour laundry 3 times, even better.