I forgot about these photos before Christmas. Here is the wife baking a gingerbread house with the kids. But one of them is theiving. You can never guess who?
Is it just my kids who only listen when they want to?
Now I’m starting to feel annoyed that she’s sooo much like me. I always eat half of the dough myself. I figure it should be proportionally correct: since eating the dough is half the fun of baking, then one should also be aloud to eat half of it!
The flour spot was put there by Clara. She thinks it should be mandatory when baking.
She nods and smiles. Big smile.
Hmm… there’s something about that look I don’t trust. Well, well… even if we have a thief in the family, she’s still a cute thief.
Live well! (As long as you don’t eat to much cookie dough)