My Kitchen Angels
After a lovely Mass with my 4 little blessings, we came home to fix dinner. Nothing inspires helping in the kitchen like new and spruced up aprons. (After my weekend travel plans were thwarted by the rain and flooding in south Texas, I spontaneously decided to make my girls’ aprons a little more girly. Pictures to come soon.)
Fulton washed the dishes. Muffin prepared the grapes–and ate a few too. Therese threw together the salad. Adam turned on the oven to bake these homemade whole wheat buns while we were at Mass. (And that’s him in the back working hard on a Saturday on a big project for work.) And I made the sloppy joes. (By the way, I’ll never go back to store bought buns after making those whole wheat buns.)
Quote of the day by Fulton: “Mom, you’re the best cook. You’re better than the restaurant.”
Thank you, sweet Fulton. Just call me Chef Mommy.

