This morning I gathered the troops to whip up a batch of muffins. It was the first time I really let Emma get in there and "help" and she was NOT about to give up her spoon! Isla and I had to play zone defense when we were scooping the batter into the muffin tins because Emma kept nose- diving for raw handfuls. (She only got 4).
Unfortunately this post will not include a recipe because our "muffins" closely resemble a hockey puck in weight. I blame the recipe, not these adorable chefs!
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