" Mom, can you keep the kids?"
I'm sure that there are other's identifying with those words over the summer days?
I love how he eagerly props himself up on the chair,
his little bare feet draped around the stool.
He's already unwrapped the foil from the margarine.
He's obviously done this before with a bit of extra help.
Participaction is part of his philosophy.
We agreed quite quickly that baking cookies was on the list.
I finally figured it out, that if I put the bowl in the sink...
it would not go flying off the counter.
What better way then to teach them to grease their hands and the pans.
It schmeckts so gut!!!
I love watching him lick that spoon.
I can tell that someone has taught him how to play
pat a cake...all sorts, sizes and shapes.
They are a keeper and what kid wouldn't love that kind of cooking?
How can you tell it's summer time?
The best part was jumping on the tramp with the timer outside
while the cookies were baking inside.
Trust those kids...they have all the steps figured out to baking.
There's no time to waste in their minds.
It's called "Whacky Time at Oma's!"
Whether it's raining or sunny, it's still called Summer Time.