I love it that Naomi loves to help me bake. Any time the mixer moves she is right there. She has helped me with just about every baking project I have made in the last 2ish years.
She likes to count how many cups/spoons go in to the mixer (one...two...three...four...seven...eleven...) (We are still working on the order).
We identify every thing that goes in. She now names many things with out help.
I think her favorite part is that she gets to taste.
Once winter hits I turn in to a baking machine. I think it is because the oven helps give the house a boost of warmth. Also it feels comforting to smell fresh baked goods.
Last week I had a hankering to bake...I was feeling a bit under the weather so I had to let the desire pass. although I guess Naomi had the same desire. She told her daddy that she wanted to make cookies. Like mother like daughter. The next day I was feeling better so we made some cookies.
I love my little helper!
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