This is the first year for as long as I can remember that I'm not hosting Thanksgiving- a bittersweet reality of living close to our family- all of whom already had traditions in place. And, since my fondest memories of Thanksgiving surround spending the morning in the kitchen with family and friends, I decided to enlist the girls in making our famous spiced cranberry sauce and a whole lot of baby food- batches and batches. So many, in fact, I'm short on ice cube trays.
I do love to cook and today's the day that Daddy takes over and allows me all day in the kitchen- after his bike ride of course;). I just couldn't let that pass me by. Lucky for Emi and her care givers- she now has many months of baby food on hand!!!!!
If this happens next year I'll consider volunteering my time to homeless shelters. Just didn't plan ahead enough this year.
Here are my little helpers:
And the peanut gallery:
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