The girls have always loved to bake. I think we started them when they were about a year and a half old. They thought it was magical (still do).
This morning they were SO excited to bake something in the new kitchen. Our stuff is 90% put away (that was a loooooooong day yesterday), so we actually had bowls, measuring cups, muffin tins, and all the necessary accoutrements. Ahhhhh.
This first pic cracks me up because I accidentally caught clouds of powder in the air all around Ro. (The girls are nothing if not enthusiastic with their baking):
Little Ree likes to stir (and sneak tastes, she thinks I don’t know that part, but I’ve known she did it since that very first time – see above pic):
Beautiful Ro says she wants to open a bakery when she grows up:
You know there are never just two hands doing any tasks around here, right?
Can’t you just hear Ro thinking “Argh, is it MY turn yet?!!”:
Nothing at all to do with baking, just admiring my new purdy island light:
Afterwards they ran outside and sat on their pink car to eat some muffins. Not sure why, but it was cute: