Atticus said he had a great idea.
“Go get one of your cookering books.”(Commonly known as cookbooks.)
“What do you want to make?” I asked.
He wanted to make chocolate chip cookies. We had no chocolate chips.
“How about bread?” I asked.
“I’ll get the bowl,” he said.
I love making bread with my kids. The process is so forgiving. Added too much water? Just add some more flour. It’s too dry? More water will fix that.
I have been making bread for years. When I taught kids Atty’s age, we made bread every week. It is through making all those rolls and loaves that I’ve learned how flexible the process is.
The first loaf I baked, I followed the recipe.
We ended up with two lovely loaves. The first was eaten with dinner.
Atticus insisted that we take the second to his babysitter, Kelsey.
I’m sharing a little behind the scenes here. I saw an opportunity for my photo of the day when Atticus started making the bread. I know that it is so hard to get good photos in my kitchen. There’s light from the windows and from fluorescent lights. Yuck. I went and grabbed my gray card and took this photo. It helped me get a decent white balance without much trouble. (Can you find it amidst all the junk on the counter?)