Last Thursday, my boys wanted to make some bread for Elley - we're over there some Fridays, and they see her eating bread (she fasts on Fridays), so they think she loves it and asked if they could make her some. Well, it was very convenient that just an hour earlier I was scrolling through my Facebook feed and found this. I was so excited! I thought, "This is easy enough!" Ummm.
So, while Jeremy had Sophie and John Paul feeding the animals, Carter and Peter began!
It was really pretty easy and a lot of fun for the boys! However, silly me started the bread-baking project about 10 minutes before dinner, and it got a bit messy. And, then it wasn't working exactly as I thought it should. And, then Genevieve got upset that she wasn't eating, blah blah blah. Do you guys get more stressed the louder your house becomes? I do.
Then, Jeremy walked in as I was getting the dough out of the bag to put into the pan, and with raised brows said, "New recipe?"
Patience/ease is not my strong suit.
I will say the last cup of flour was very hard to get mixed in.