I've had a special helper in the kitchen lately, who shall remain nameless. You might recognize her face, though, and her goofy smile.
Today she helped me make cinnamon rolls (
Pioneer Woman's recipe) to eat after we opened presents. She stirred the frosting.
And sprinkled on the sugar, with help from daddy.
Before: (one wouldn't fit in either of the pans, so I gave it its own. :) btw, before you run to the kitchen to make these, I
quartered PW's recipe)
After baking:
Avery likes to help daddy start the fire. She's a good paper-crumpler.
For Christmas, she opened a play purse, complete with keys, a cell phone, pretend coins, and powder. After she opened it and had it on her wrist, she immediately wanted to go "shopping." (We bought her 3 presents but due to the sheer spoiling by Grandma and Grandpa, we decided to keep the other two for a rainy day / her birthday / when the baby comes.)
After frosting:
While eating:
Avery, you are SO much fun. You are SUCH a handfull most of the time, but your daddy and I couldn't love you more than we do. You are so sweet, so smart, and so funny.
