Tonight Child #2 and I made mini quiches. One hundred and forty of them.
I love cooking with my girl. It always used to be sweets that we baked, but she’s confident baking on her own now that I am not needed so much. Except to reach the flour for her. Shorty.
We had quite the production-line happening between the two of us.
She needed 2 lots ‘savory’ dishes for school and our quiches are always a hit.
Trouble is that it smells so good when we are cooking that the male members of the household sneak into the kitchen, they team up, one distract me whilst the other one knicks a couple to share. It’s quite the shananigans, but look out if ya get caught! Big trouble! I’m quick with the wooden spoon.
Cooking done, time to curl up in front of the telly with my girl on my shoulder, watching Patrick Jane.
Ah… I love having a girl.