Little Helper

Some of my fondest memories growing up are of my mom and my siblings in the kitchen. One thing I love about my mom, and something that made her a great mom, was her lack of fear of mess. Children are messy. Good fun is messy. And I too want to be a fun, messy mom. Today, I've established that messes are so worth it in the name of fun! I've waited for the moment that Henry would be old enough to "help" me in the kitchen. Today was our first time making something together from start to finish. My little helper is currently napping while I smell fresh banana bread coming from the oven. I know as we enjoy that banana bread together, it will be extra special knowing that he helped, and that we did it together. Oh, the joy of being a mama!





Tasting the ingredients...

Getting a really good look at his dough...

Every good baker makes sure it tastes good on the way...


An assistant for the assistant...