Bake me a cake as fast as you can

Nothing makes this four and a half year old happier than to help bake or cook. This morning I finally did something with the old bananas that were sitting on the counter. The recipe that I use makes two nice little loafs of banana bread, one goes on the glass domed cake stand, the other into the freezer for next week (yeah right). Today Kai remembered that he has a little apron with trucks on it (made by his Grandma Franks) that he needs to wear just as he flipped some of the creamed eggs and sugar out to the bowl. He is generally in charge of the wet ingredients, creaming the butter and sugar and mixing in the eggs. I just add the ingredients and he does almost all of the mixing. As the volume of wet ingredients increases I have to keep reminding him to mix slower and slower and to his credit he listens very well.



Kai - Dad when I grow up I want to be a cook.

Me - Okay buddy, that would be a great job. Did you know that your Grandpa Anderson is a cook, he's a big cook, a chef. And he used be the boss of a big kitchen. If you are a chef you could travel to all sorts of different countries and learn to cook their food.

Kai - No way, that's awesome. I could go to China. Dad, when are we going to have Chinese New Year?

Ah, the wandering imagination.


If I don't keep an eye on him he would eat most of the batter.