I popped them in the oven, I checked 5 minutes later and I could tell they were spreading out. I freak out and ask my mother, hey, why are they spreading?! in a tone that begged her to please fix this wreckage. She increased the temperature, but there are some things that are out of even a mother’s control. I checked again 5 minutes later and told myself, okay they’ll be done in a few minutes. I forgot about it and then another mini freak out shoot, my cookies, I forgot! By this point, my dad who was sitting there the entire time, chuckled and was like don’t worry about it, your brother will eat it at least. 😉 Haha. Except that he’s barely eaten any and they’re sitting there sad knowing they’re rejects. 😦
Anyways, it took me about ten minutes, and then I remembered what happened, and what a triumphant moment that was indeed. I used margarine in half of the batch, and that’s the batch spread out. Now to see how to prevent that from happening next time. Fun, fun, fun!