So, our “baby” is three. I don’t know how that happened, but it has been much stranger for me to see her turn 3 than it was for 2 or even 1. Three is such a big deal. She’s officially outgrown baby toys and now qualifies for anything that’s “Age 3+” (even though she’s already been playing with some older things for a while). She’s moving from a toddler to a preschooler.
Tag: baking
I loved last weekend. I only left the house to go get some lunch with Adam and H on Saturday. The rest of the weekend was spent inside being a glorious homebody.
So about a month or so ago, we discovered that H will eat anything if it’s in a mini muffin. My extremely fickle toddler is obsessed with minis (regular size just doesn’t quite cut it), and we’ve been using this discovery to get more fruits and veggies in her belly. Her feeding therapist fully supports these sneaky strategies, and so far it’s working.
I promise that title sounds fancier than the boxes really are. I love teachers (I am one!), and I love putting these treat boxes together. This is just a little extra on top of the class gift, largely because I always have more jam than any three-person family could eat in a year. And you need something to put the jam on, hence…scones. Also, H’s school has just been completely amazing to her and for her, and I want to show my appreciation for their work with our little late bloomer as often as possible.
Last year, H’s first at her school, I made gift boxes for her teacher, aide, the head of the school, and the marvelous admin. I put in some blueberry butter I’d made over the summer, a Starbucks card, and some homemade scones I made the same morning I delivered the boxes. The scones were just so fast and easy that this year I kind of decided this was a tradition worth keeping up. And, again, I made all the scones last Friday morning while H was at school and then delivered them at the half day pickup.
Adam’s birthday was a couple of weeks ago, and H was a huge help making his birthday cake. Every year I make a roast chicken dinner for him and bake a three-tiered devil’s food cake with vanilla buttercream. This year H helped with the cake. Baking with her always requires a little project management, but baking a three-tiered cake required a little more.