Literally

I am a very literal person.

Once when I was baking with my sister and my mother (I should probably tell you that I was a CHILD, but it will not stop my mom and sister from laughing hysterically) I was in charge of making some cookies. I read very carefully from the recipe and followed the instructions. Once the ingredients were in the bowl, I went to the sink to wash my hands. I then began rolling up my sleeves and dug my hands into the bowl.

My mother exclaimed, "What are you doing!?"

I turned to her and said, "It says mix by hand!"

The rest is history.

I still love a recipe, I think it's why I like baking more than cooking. My husband has the ability to take, "a little of this and a little of that" and make something pretty yummy, but I can only thrive with a recipe.

To prove the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, I'll share this with you.

One day, we were cleaning up the house as a family and my son came and asked me what he could do next.

I told him that it would be a big help if he could take the clothes out of the washing machine and put them in the dryer. I had to give a brief explanation of how to run the dryer, but he seemed to get it and off he went.

I was doing a few things and some time had passed, I didn't see my son or hear the dryer running.

I yelled out, "How's it going in there?"

His reply? " I'M SOAKED!"

I'm not even sure how I processed this information, I'm pretty sure my feet just started running.

I walked in to see my son putting soaking wet clothes into my dryer. His sleeves were soaked, the front of his clothes were soaked, it was a mess.

Apparantly, I had forgotten to shut the lid when I ran the wash and so the clothes were just sitting in water. I yanked the clothes out of the dryer, yelled for my husband to grab every towel in a 10 mile radius and begged to the appliance gods that I wouldn't be dryer shopping the rest of the weekend.

By some miracle, we got all the water out, we let the dryer sit for a few days and it's been fine.

My son, literally did what I asked him. Should he have known better? Probably. I was definitely flustered and frustrated at the time, but it's now become a funny family story that we tell over and over.