I don't know what's going on with this baking streak I've had the past week or so, but I'm trying not to think too hard about it for fear it will disappear. My little man loves to help these days, so he helped me make the bread. He loves to beat eggs and hold the bowl while I mix. So when it was in the oven and he came back to the kitchen looking for more to do, I showed him that it was baking. He stood with his face pressed to the oven, talking to the bread for a while. Oh that boy. *love*
Scooch got to have a piece for dessert tonight, so he got to taste the fruits of his labor. He quite enjoyed it I do think!