I made the mistake of calling my parents while I was fixing dinner tonight. Fixing dinner around here is not a quiet affair. I was in charge of the quiche, and my daughter was in charge of the biscuits. Our 2 year old was interested in the biscuit making, and our 7 month old usually just wants to be wherever most of us are, so I spent half the time on my phone with my parents saying, "What did you say?" Or "Henry! Put down the egg and walk away!" Or "I'm sorry, Mom. Hold on a second....." ugh. ;-) My Dad said he was trying to picture all of us in the kitchen trying to work around all the commotion, so I took pictures....
Here is our stylish biscuit maker in her Starbucks apron and what she called her chef's hat.
After awhile, we finally diverted our biscuit apprentice to some water in the sink with a dinosaur and Goliath.
Here's Lydia cutting out her biscuits. Me, being the control freak I am, I HAD to ask her why she just didn't cut out the biscuits in circles, like *I* do. HA! The Christmas cookie cutters are so much more fun. ;-)
Here's our cutie patootie that followed us everywhere we went in the kitchen. I think she's chewing on a stopper from a sippy cup.



Long hair is great with a niece as well. I used to keep my niece and when she outgrew the afternoon nap thing, while the others were napping, I would recline on the couch with my hair hanging over the end (how nice for me) while my niece brushed and brushed and BRUSHED my hair. She would go on forever! I have naturally curly hair and by the time she was done, I usually looked like the bride of Frankenstein. Really, I'm okay with that. ;-)
But I was pleasantly surprised. A pretty braid down the MIDDLE of my head - as opposed to the side or top. My girl is growing up! Learning how to do hair! I never thought I would miss those days when she was yanking my head around with the brush, but I did get a little nostalgic today.


