I have three little people under me as I stir melting chocolate. I can feel their staring eyes burning a hole in my back. I pretend they aren't there, and pour the chocolate into the cookie sheet. They are waiting, just waiting to pounce on the chocolate as soon as I step away. I can tell this will be one batch of candy I will have to guard with my life or it won't make it to the handmade candy gift baskets!
