I decided that if she can do that without burning the house down (her nine year old informed me this has almost happened twice...Sorry Molly, I had to tell) I could give it a try.
Obviously, my mixer disagreed with this adventure. Don't worry, that's not smoke, it's just flour. But when I was adding it in, I was sure it was smoke and almost quit.
Cookies - rounded tablespoons full that is.
Done!! Now I just have to wait for my cute husband to get home from the CHS alumni basketball championship..hopefully he's ready to celebrate with baked goods.