Sydney and Austin just had their first taste of true childhood! They helped me bake some cupcakes on Sunday and when I was done, I offered each of them a beater from the mixer. Sydney thought it was great and Austin wasn't quite sure what to do--he quickly caught on.
One of my most fond memories as a child was to help my mom bake in the kitchen. Of course it seemed like an eternity before the batter or dough was finished, only because we were looking forward to licking our own beater from the mixer. As our family grew, so did the beater predicament. Mixers are only equipped with 2 beaters and at one point we had a family of 5 children under the age of seven. It quickly because apparent that it was youngest ones first and the rest of us had to fight over the spoon that mom used to scrape the bowl!