This morning I made banana bread. It’s one thing I can’t totally fuck up, unless you count the last time where I burnt the hell out of it, but we cut the top off and it was eaten anyway!
The toddler wanted to help…
5 minutes later he’s yelling that he wants banana bread NOW! I guess they don’t understand waiting and patience at this age…but there was and is always an empty plate which is all that matters.
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