One thing I never remembering doing with my mum when I was younger is baking. I think I maybe did it with my nana’s once or twice but nothing that sticks out at the front of my mind. My love of baking started when I was about fourteen and I made my first apple pie. It was the best apple pie ever and I went on to make one pretty much weekly until I started finally getting a social life and didn’t have much time to be at home in the kitchen. Things sort of faded out a bit for a few years but my love of baking picked up again about eighteen months ago. Muffin’s, cupcakes, cakes, pies. Anything that involves a set of scales and a whisk gets me excited. As you know, I made Emelye some Mew Mew Power cupcakes for her birthday but I didn’t make Meghan anything so I still owe her a huge chocolate cake (Peppa Pig eats chocolate cake so obviously, Meghan wants chocolate cake) which I’ll make once I remember to buy some cocoa powder because I keep forgetting. One thing I really love doing is sending Alex to work with all the stuff I have made. I always get a good responce from the lads at work and I have even had a request a few times to make certain things again. My M&M Cookie Bars went down the best but I haven’t made them for a while. I might make some for work this week for them all.
This morning, me and Meghan woke up and came downstairs to make apple oatmeal muffins for breakfast. I took the margarine out ofthe fridge last night so it would be ready this morning for me to make. I was going to make them last night but there’s nothing better than a warm apple muffin with some butter on. Meghan loves to stand on a chair and watch me mix the ingredients. She’s the same when I cook. She likes to watch me cut and add all the ingredients into the pan and watch it cooking. Even though she doesn’t actually do any mixing or anything, I still explain whats going into the bowl and how many. Even though she’s only two, I really want her to learn these simple things like how to cook and bake. Its a really nice mother and daughter time that I can’t wait to do properly when she gets a little older. I have to say though, even though she didn’t do anything other than stand on the chair next to me, she still managed to get flour all over her face. How do kids get so messy without even doing anything?
Oh and the muffin’s were beautiful.