This is the type of Sunday that I LOVE! Nothing-else-to-do-but-bake, Sunday.Normally, our families' ritual on Sunday, after church, is to get our warm pajamas on (since we live in Oregon and it is ALWAYS cold and rainy), then settle in with a blanket on the sofa, with a good movie, or Little House on The Prairie.
Sometimes we bake, like today. Often times I just can't handle the mess, but today I put all my anxiety aside and tried to watch from the kids' perspective----I LOVED IT!
I don't like the mess that baking can create, but nearly every Sunday after my 2 hour nap, I wake to the wonderful smell of homemade bread. Bill and Amber get the ingredients out, make sure that the island is packed with things they need (and some they don't), locate the Bosch mixer and magically make delightful bread that has "little fingers" dug into each loaf.
Today was a little different. Jake got involved and made his favorite zucchini bread by himself. He did a great job and wanted nothing to do with advice from me. The bread turned out delicious.
So, while Amber was busy with paste coated on her teeth and hands in the dough, I watched and smiled inside as they made a mess, a HUGE mess. Because along with it, came two kids that I love and a wonderful daddy that helped.
