The main ingredient.
Sometimes a mom has to improvise. There is lots to do...packing, organizing, planning.
But I had no bread, still okay on milk, and Anna is sick and not getting better very quickly.
So I'm not leaving the house. I decided to make bread, I have a pantry full of stuff
and it needs to be used or given away. So I used some.
However, making bread is a hands on job and Owen is a hands on kid.
Can't do both.
So I put a little flour in a bowl, set it on the ground when he wasn't looking and waited.
It didn't take him long to zero in on a mess making material.
He spent half an hour spreading, feeling, laying in, tracking prints around, enjoying.
I got the bread made and had time to take some pictures for memories.
Not only that but on a weekend full of woe, I smiled and laughed at my little one
experiencing something new.
The house was super clean now it isn't, but it won't take much to get it there.
Plus, the new vacuum I got quickly cleaned up the mess.
Don't worry dad, there's no lasting effects just happy memories.