Random acts of malice, pt. 5

Let's face it: shit rolls down hill. So when I'm in a bad mood, the kids need to watch out lest they bear the brunt of my wrath.

To make up for today’s maternal malice I bought cookie dough. The plan: children and mother will reconnect over melty, chocolate chip happiness.

Except that in an effort to make myself feel better immediately, I ate most of the cookie dough before it got in the oven. I have enough left for about...let's see...yep: three cookies.

Good thing I’ve only got three kids.