I have been meaning to bake for awhile. I keep telling myself I shouldn’t bake because then the goodies will be around the house and I will eat them all. So instead I keep eating a bunch of other crackers and cookies that are store bought, and still not good for me.
So the other night I broke down….the can of pumpkin was calling to me. I asked Oliver if he wanted to help me make Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies. He very quickly, and I mean very quickly, stopped what he was doing and scooted the kitchen chair over to the island so he could help me. I hadn’t even gotten any ingredients out yet, so he was very impatiently waiting until I could give him a task that he could help with.
I usually measure out the ingredients and let him dump them into the bowl. I even let him break open the egg into the bowl (one of his favorite tasks).
He was also very excited to stir the cookies. I had to tell him to be gentle so he didn’t cause everything to spill out of the bowl, about every other minute. It helped when I had a hold of the spoon.
Then we came to the end where we added the chocolate chips. I lost my helper at that point.
He was only interested in eating the chocolate chips.
With as much as he loves helping me bake, I think this is something we will be doing quite often. Well until he gets too old to hang out with his mom.
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