In honour of Valentines Day, which is going to be very low-key around here this year (partly due to the following), I've decided to share the adventure of our preparations for the big day last year:
Tuesday, 3:30 pm:
Juliana came home today and asked if I could bake treats for her class Valentine's Day party on Thursday. My answer is usually no because I'm not really a baker but I'm home this week and since I've got the time, I'll channel a little Martha Stewart and we can bake some brownies (two-bite style) and top them with something valentiney. It'll be fun.
Wednesday, 3:30 pm:
Juliana asked if I baked her treats. Well, no, because there is two inches of drywall dust on every flat surface in the house and I thought I should tackle that. But we've got lots of time.
Wednesday, 7:45 pm:
Juliana wants to know if she can help with the brownies. Well......I don't generally bake after the sun goes down. And I really don't bake with children after the sun goes down. But I'll make an exception, just this once. So she helps me with the mix. We grease the mini-muffin tins, fill them and pop them in the oven.
Wednesday, 8:10 pm:
Hmmm. Those look bigger than I had planned. I wonder how well they will come out of the tin? I wait a bit so that they can cool but I'm still not certain that they'll come out clean.
Wednesday, 8:30 pm:
Uh, oh. Not coming out clean at all. I'll wait a couple of more minutes. I'll just go down to the basement with Peter and talk about paint colours.
Wednesday, 8:33 pm:
What the heck was that crash? Could it be? [Run upstairs to kitchen]. Yup, Maggie tried to help get them out of the tin and knocked it to the floor. They came out clean.
Wednesday, 8:35 pm:
Peter leaves for the grocery store to buy bags and bags of Two-Bite Brownies. I can use the icing to stick the valentine smarties on the top later.
Wednesday, 8:38 pm:
Juliana asks where Daddy is going. I explain that the brownie experiment didn't really go as I had planned so he was going out to buy some. Do you know what she said? "Mommy, can you put them in a container when I take them to school?" "Of course", I say, wondering how else she thought they could be transported. And then she adds: "Because I told everyone that you were going to bake brownies and that way everyone will think that you didn't just go and buy them."
Twist. Knife. Here.
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