{The Ordinary Moments} #2 - Weekend Baking

Let it be known that I am not a baker. I do cooking, yes, even if these days it's more functional than adventurous. But not baking. Apart from bread - I used to bake a loaf a week in the Days Before Parenthood. I've managed a shortcrust pie case or two. Okay, maybe I bake a little bit. 

As long as there is no need for precision, and as long as I can change stuff in the recipe (an irresistible thing). I also need a Bean. 

A Bean to sit on the kitchen counter and stuff his face with raisins or cereal, just like I used to do when I was little. To do a bit of weighing, lots of stirring, and OH MY, CAN WE WHISK?! 

I love these little shared moments with him, because they usually happen early on a Saturday or Sunday morning, when His Non-Morningness, aka Mr E+L, is still fast asleep. There is not a whiff of witching hour yet, no rush to get out of the door, no need to even get dressed. On these mornings he's so essentially himself, so very Three. He'll talk about diggers and ducks in the same sentence, and I can sneak him knackebröd with REAL butter. 

Our baking repertoire is pretty tame. Banana bread, cheese scones, blueberry muffins. Anything else stresses me out, quite frankly, and we don't need that. These mornings need an easy rhythm to them, and lots of comfort food. Comforting moments when he's all mine and our bellies are full of raisins.

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