Hey y’all!
Shannon and I have been exploring the world of baking lately, since we try to fill our afternoons with something fun that we can do together. I use the word “together” loosely since she usually loses interest in the first two seconds (duh) and I end up doing all the work while she reeks havoc on the rest of the house. It’s fun.
Baking is easy, because you have a recipe to follow and it usually don’t involve knives. Flour is easy to clean up. Last week we tackled cookies, and they came out much better than I expected. Since it’s “fall”, I decided that this week we would try to make an apple crisp!
So how did it go?
Well, by the numbers…
Total Shannon meltdowns: 4
Waiting is hard work… also…notice the critters in the background. This is my life, y’all.
Dog fights: 2
Dance breaks, courtesy of this song (take those dirty judgy pants off right now!), this song, and this song. : Too many to count. We like to break it down.
Jax is right to look so concerned.
Times that I said, “I really wish that I’d been taught to peel an apple.”: 5 (that’s how many apples I used)
Take note of non-peeled apples
Items that fell on the floor: 0
Can’t imagine why…
Minutes that we spent “stirring” the crumbly stuff for on top: 15
Cutting boards melted when Mom pulled the finished product out of the oven: 1 (whoops…)
Happy husbands: 1
And yes. He knew this was going to be on the internet when I took it.
It actually turned out a lot better than I thought that it was going to, considering I have a pretty high bar to meet when it comes to recreating something that even SLIGHTLY compares to my mother-in-laws kick butt apple crisp that I dream about all fall. I hope that Shannon can (eventually) remember the fun we had concocting this stuff and it makes me happy to know that I don’t have to rely on my TV to keep the little one entertained. I wonder what we’ll come up with next week! I know that Mike isn’t complaining.
I’m off for a nap… I hope y’all have a happy Thursday!
