Then when Josh asked me to make cookies for his Home Teaching families, I really knew it was going to be a hard day of self control.
But when my neighbor dropped off a warm pumpkin chocolate muffin (yes, I ate half of it before I could take a picture), then I just gave up.
I may or may not have had the muffin, a few hefty chunks of cookie dough, three or four hot cookies, and a bite (or two) of each pie. And then I strapped Brynlee in her stroller and went on a very, very lengthy walk. Just for the fresh air, of course.