When the boys were little they would "help" me in the kitchen a lot. Now that they are older and busier, those times are fewer and farther in between. So when Jonah saw a cake mix sitting on the counter when he came home from school and asked if he could make it, of coarse I said "yes!"
The great thing is it's a win-win situation for me. He gets more comfortable using basic kitchen tools, which
I love, and we all get to enjoy a piece of cake after dinner.
I love, and we all get to enjoy a piece of cake after dinner.
It was just a little Jiffy cake mix....they are near and dear to my heart. My mom used to make them when I was growing up. She made her last one the day before she passed away. She had most of her grandkids over for a hamburger lunch and served Jiffy cake for dessert. We still talk about it from time to time.
This one was still warm....and perfect.
Thanks for helping me out Jonah!
He's changed just a little bit, but he'll always be my boy!
