The Mother Guilt

So, on the weekend I went grocery shopping. I noticed that I purchased more convenience type foods than I normally do. I can't exactly say why. Do I want the kids to be able to help themselves to snacks? Is it because I started working outside the home and I feel pressed for time? Is it because I remember those little two-bite brownies being so yummy?

Anyway, said brownies have been the object of affection for everyone in the house today. "Mom, can I have another brownie?"

So as I'm eating I'm feeling guilty that I didn't make these brownies and I'm reading the bag.

Travel back to the days when home baking meant just that - all the best and simplest ingredients from the pantry shelf. Hmm, maybe I'm not being so lazy after all.

Just honest to goodness, goodness.

Wait just a minute...I don't have any liquid whole egg sitting on my pantry shelf.

I feel a baking spree coming on.