Everyone keeps eating. I don’t know what thats all about but man. That doesn’t slow down as they age, hey? Noted. Duly noted.
Yesterday, the morsel woke quiet early, and while the baby was quite the peach, it was evident that the time we’d normally be at church would be the time the morsel would need to be sleeping. So, I decided to stay home with aforementioned morsel, and Brady attended church with our five.
As expected, the morsel easily went down once the house was quieter. This was my cue to click on some true crime and use my time for good. Thus began my bake day. Possibly my biggest bake day to date! And I really really enjoyed it.
I sipped coffee.
I licked my fingers.
I listened to true crime.
The oven whirred and whirred.
It smelled amazing.
I felt accomplished.
Of course, my couple of quiet hours ended abruptly and the day moved forward. I still baked, but it was less zen and more messy. It was still crazy productive. It was around 4pm when I clicked the oven off for the day. I abandoned all the baking at that point and went on with the rest of the day.
The haul is as follows:
2 gigantic batches (about 150) pumpkin bran muffins
42 oatmeal-to-go cups
2 pans granola bars
4 loaves of banana bread with crumble on top
Once most of the kids were down for night, I got to wrapping each item to be a grab and go breakfast or lunch item. That is definitely my least favorite part, but Brady pitched in and helped get things done quicker 💜 I wrap the pumpkin muffins in twos. Everything else is individual. Its annoying, and yes, its a lot of wasted saran wrap. But it works so well for us at this time.
While I’m definitely missing my giant island from the other house, and the space is afforded me on my bake days, that is a small price to pay to be settling into this home 💜 We’ll get those details worked out in time, but for now, I’m just grateful we have this giant table, and kids who don’t stick their fingers all over everything 😅 This absolutely works. We are so fortunate.