Kaia is my little baker. Practically ever since she could walk, she has insisted on being in the kitchen with me when I am baking or cooking. I'm not talking about her just wanting to be with me, I mean she has to be doing what I'm doing. Even when I try to start baking without her, as soon as that mixer turns on, she comes running. Of course, she learned early that the beaters are the best part of baking- even if I just make bread dough she has to have the beaters (that's OK 'cause I still get the bowl). If she could read I'm sure I could just send her in the kitchen and tell her to make some cookies and she'd do it. When we were making cut out cookies for Valentine's Day, I had to leave the room for some reason. When I got back, she had finished glazing the previous batch with milk and then rolled and cut out the next batch and was pulling away the excess and putting the cookies on the sheet! The most amazing part was she did a great job rolling it out even- I think only one or two of the cookies were slightly thin on the edge! I was quite humbled and significantly impressed by my three year old. Kaia loves every part of baking: the apron, standing on her stool, the measuring and pouring, the mixing, the licking, watching it cook in the oven, the beeper, the hot pads, and of course, the eating. Mmmmmm, sweet dessert! It looks like our family baking tradition is in good hands.
1 week ago