...when the oven temperature conrol knob can be reached by a toddler. Today I baked off my Amish friendship bread, and I started to smell something burning. At first, I thought there was something spilled on the bottom of the oven that needed to get cleaned up, but when I checked, the oven was turned up all the way to
500 degrees! Fortunately, (1) Seth is down for a nap so I won't be quite as ticked by the time he wakes up and (2) I think I can carve some non-burnt morsels from the middle. Ugh! I feared this would happen someday.
Also, it's fortunate he's cute and obedient most of the time...
(at the zoo this week)
(at the park up the street)
3 comments:
That's pretty funny! Glad you were home when it happened! Did you manage to salvage any bread?
Seth's so BIG, and what a cutie pie!
What darling little kids you have. Toddlers are very 'helpful' sometimes with things that don't really need 'helping', arent' they? Glad everything turned out ok with the bread.
I love that you used your blessing dress with a few of your own added touches to have Lydia blessed. I'm sure it was a special day.
Cleaning out some files the other day I came across your wedding invitation. Time sure does fly by fast.
Hope you're all doing well.
Kim
Jen, I'll bring you some more start. :) I'm on my second round from the start your brought me. You'll get your bread, I promise!
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