i ground the wheat and made some bread. it didn't quite turn out as i wanted, never does. every time i make it, i tell myself never again. its not worth the time, the mess and the the wasting of precious wheat flour. but i always try it again. one of these days i will get it right and it will be perfect, until then, its just making my house smell good.:)
my helper.
baby brother bump
rising
playing in the flour
monkey bread, flat but yummy(maybe because its covered in butter and cinnamon and sugar!)
made a good lunch.
5 comments:
Ummm monkey bread looks good! I know what you mean about making bread, I heard by the fifth time you start getting the hang of it but that hasn't happened to me yet. Cute little helper's you got!
Yeah, every once in a while I think, I'm going to make bread, and it never ends up the way I wish it would! Your monkey bread looks yummy though!
good for you! that is hard work. I know cause Jared does it and I watch. :)
Someone once said: "Every job is self-portrait of the person who did it. Autograph your work with excellence."
Your bread experience today is such a beautiful Autograph! You took something that didn't quiet turn out the way you wanted, added a little cinnamon and sugar, and WA-LA. . . Perfection! You are the sparkel! You are the Sugar! You are the Spice! Your persistence in being the best mom, the best homemaker (in a time when that is not a popular achievment in the worlds eyes) is EXCELLENCE!
xoxo mom
The bread looks good to me;) Hey at least you are doing something constructive. unlike myself. I got the onesie at Disney Land when Triston was 15 months old. I love that little onesie but poor Ollie does not have one of his own. Oh well we will make it back someday and get him something special.
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