I've just discovered that I really love baking peanut butter cookies. It makes the entire house smell of toffee, the warm air from the oven wafting the sweet fragrance into every room.

Since no one was home, I piled a dozen on a paper plate and walked around the vicinity, looking for someone to give them to.

After about what seemed like an eternity of wandering about, I finally found a random boy in the laundry room.

I don't know who was happier, him or me.