I LOVE to bake. Not really sure what it is that I love about it the most – the time spent with family, the peaceful way it makes me feel, the scrumptious smells, or the delicious end product. Baking is something that I try to do as often as possible, and I try to include my kids whenever they show interest. As a child, I baked often with my mother and mostly my grandfather. The memories that I still have today are grand enough to encourage me to try and make the same for my children.
My grandfather opened a bakery after World War 2 called Cook’s Bake Shop. This would be my dream to bake full time, but honestly between work and other obligations, I only get a couple of opportunities a month. The one time I can consistently bake is on the weekends for breakfast. My family LOVES a good biscuit, and we have left over biscuits for breakfast during the school week. We usually won’t have plans on the weekend until lunchtime, so this leaves us time to cook a big breakfast. It is never anything fancy, but I can usually get the kids to help me make the biscuits.
Kids Love to Make a Mess, so Naturally Baking is Something That They Gravitate Toward
This doesn’t have to be a fancy biscuit recipe; our go to is Pioneer Buttermilk Baking Mix (this mix is a plus because we also use it to make pancakes). Between combining the flour and butter (I add cold, cubed butter to the dry mix) with their hands, stirring in the milk, kneading the dough, rolling the dough out with the rolling pin, and cutting the biscuits, they are always having fun.
The Family That Bakes Together, Eats Together
Baking is interactive and a good time for them to be a little silly and messy. We get their aprons out and they feel like they have turned into a little sous chef. It also gives them satisfaction to see and taste the end product. How many pictures do you have hanging on your refrigerator? I have a million pictures because my kids want to share everything they do, and baking is no different!!! As much as we try to get dinner ready for everyone to eat together, it doesn’t always happen. Personally, I love this time because it is one of the meals we are guaranteed to eat together that week.