He scooped the dough out and put them onto the sheets to be cooked. A glance over his shoulder told him she was still standing there, unmoving. There was a small sigh as he finished up what he was doing. "Now will just put these in the oven and wait for them to be ready."

He took the bowl and everything else he had used to the sink. "You know, if you want, I could do the cleaning real quick and you could lie down until the cookies are ready." He didn't figure she'd say yes, she was stubborn like that, but he hoped she would. He just wanted to make her feel better and, so far, he wasn't sure he'd been doing such a good job.