baking pikelets

Today I baked pikelets with a very feverish Quincy. You wouldn't know it by looking at the photos that he has a 102F/38.3C fever, would you?! He is the best sickie I can imagine.

He takes his responsibilities very seriously...

Notice how disgusted he is by the batter!

It's not easy choosing the perfect one. And spreading honey isn't that easy when you're two. Nor is working out how that sifter works! Oh, and what a surprise, the dogs want to join in on the fun!

I think he only took a total of two bites, saying "YUMmy" after each one,

but boy did he enjoy the process! And so did I.

I think it's amazing how the simple act of baking with your child can leave you feeling like the best mama in the world.

But if you aren't feeling especially patient, it can just as easily backfire and you wind up feeling like Cruella De Vil.

Fortunately I experienced the former today.