Here’s an eight-sentence snippet from Kat and Natalie’s latest adventures, as part of the Saturday Spankings bloghop:
Natalie wipes down the counters, a dishtowel slung over her shoulder, and an assortment of spatulas, slotted metal spoons, and other large spoons in her hand. “Give me the wooden spoon,” she says, dumping the serving utensils into the dishwater. We wash everything in the dishwasher, but she insists on pre-washing by hand.
“No,” I complain, fighting with the stiff oatmeal chocolate chip cookie dough. “I’m not done yet.”
“C’mon, Kat,” she remonstrates, holding out her hand.
So I scrape the cookie dough off as best I can, and I whack her with the dough-y wooden spoon before hiding on the other side of the counter. “You did ask for it,” I point out, and for once she agrees.