Back in December, when I could barely tolerate watching the evening news anymore, I started watching holiday baking competition shows. Ari noticed me watching one and wanted to view too. Soon thereafter, we started watching old seasons of “Kids Baking Championship” with each other. Whenever time permitted, we watched an episode of it in the evening.
Well, for the past week, time has permitted us to finish season two and to start season three of “Kids Baking Championship” together. Tonight’s episode was about tie-dye cakes. As we watched, I recorded some
of Ari comments:
- Ooh, we made that! (He was talking about ganache.)
- It’s so many colors!
- I think that kid’s going home!
- (Responding to me after I declared something didn’t look tasty.) I’d eat that, Mommy!
- Where’s Duff?
- Can we bake that together? (As soon as I’m better buddy.)
- Uh-oh, he made a mess!
It doesn’t matter if he’s sitting up, laying down, or holding my hand, I adore watching this show and dreaming about all of the goodies we’ll bake together once I’m on my feet again.