Eve slept hardly at all and has returned home to rainy Seattle with a nice tan and plenty of scrapes and slivers; proof of a fun vacation. My Mom, like many Grandmas, is good with little kids but she's also great about doing things with them that they absolutely love but that of course also takes a lot of time and effort; cleaning up the mess afterwards not being the least of the challenges.
One morning my Mom put aprons on Eve and her 2 year-old cousin and they set to work making bread (six loaves mind you). They ground the wheat and put oil in their pans.
This is Eve adding the yeast and her cousin Chrissie adding the egg. I thought putting the pre-broken egg in a bowl was a good idea to avoid shells in the dough.
Here she is testing the flour quality which seems to have glued her top lip to her teeth. Mmmmmmmm.... gluten!
And here she is sharing the finished product with Grandpa. I wish we didn't live so far away but at least we get to go visit fairly often.


Raised in a small South Dakota mining town where he learned the value of a sturdy pickaxe and native tubers, Scott is a man's man who knows the meaning of the word testosterone. Apart from devouring freshly slain beasts of the forest, Scott enjoys sharpening his tools, lifting heavy objects, and throwing a ball at a hoop suspended ten feet off of the ground. He also enjoys Romantic Era poetry and Italian cooking.
3 comments:
Thanks for letting me view your blog! It is so fun to stay updated. Your mom is so sweet!
i love those pictures of eve cooking! she looks soooo happy!
Those pictures are so cute! I can just see your dad as the cute, doting grandpa he must be to Eve. Sorry we didn't get to see you while you were down here!
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