Last Saturday, Tenley awoke with a frightful start from her nap. She was not totally awake but was screaming bloody murder. I was trying to comfort her while we were on the couch and she just kept sobbing. Suddenly, without any warning, she stopped crying, looked at me wide-eyed with a big grin and said "Daddy, can we make a pie?"
I was speechless. Less than a second ago she was a sobbing, snotty mess and now she wanted bake? And she wanted to bake something I had never, ever done before? I said sure! A quick trip to the store for some ingredients and we were making a mess in the kitchen. The pictures below show the very short story of the very long pie making process.
3 comments:
Wonderful! You are such a great Dad!
Wonderful! You are such a great Dad!
I agree. You two are a wonderful parenting team, who have the coolest gift of treasuring your daughter's wacky childhood antics.
I have always enjoyed your sense(s) of humor and looks to me like 'cross-eyed Tenley' (ha) will follow well in her parents' footsteps.
Love it!
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