my little helper

Last week it was snowy.  And cold.  And kind of dreary.  So I started to make banana bread, thinking the smell of it baking might lure Josh out of bed (he works the graveyard shift, and we miss seeing him during his work days).  

As I was getting the ingredients together,  Bee decided she wanted to help.  This was the first time she has actually stood there and "helped" mix.  SO MUCH FUN!

Turns out she likes to help bake, but isn't such a fan of banana bread.  Well, at least this week.  Her tastes change quite often (I think she's trying to keep us on our toes). 

Ever since she saw me mixing something in a bowl a couple months ago, she's been obsessed with mixing.  I'm hoping her willingness to help will translate to helping me do the dishes when she's older.  I can dream right?