I did it all for the mookie, cmon, the mookie, cmon, so you can take that cookie…and stick it up your….  Annnnnnd I will be blaming that one on sleep deprivation and a teething child. I apologize in advance for that song sticking in your head for the next 24-48 hours.  Georgia has even been singing it…all day.  Proper, I know.  But listen.  You come up with a better name for a muffin/cookie hybrid and I will change the name of this sweet treat in a heartbeat. Continue reading →