Saturday was spent in a frenzy of Christmas baking activity! Daughter #1 was never interested in domestic persuits. Until three years ago when she got married. Since then, she has come over to my kitchen and received cooking lessons from yours truly. The first year I remember showing her how to bake the things she wanted mostly by me doing the baking and she doing the heavy looking on. As the years progressed, she became more experienced and confident so this year she did it all herself!
When #1 was just a young lass, she was very upset because one of our good friends polished off the tarts before she felt she had had enough of them herself. One afternoon when the rest of us were out, #1 felt the need to replenish the tart supply. Now this is a child who never baked an item before in her life. She mixed up that recipe and rolled out the dough herself, and baked those tarts to perfection. When I returned home they were the first thing I saw of course. "Who made those tarts?" I exclaimed. "I did" she proudly replied. "You did not, was Grammy here?" I couldn't believe she had made them all by herself. "So you can bake when you want to!" I was so supportive. I don't think she ever made them again by herself until she got married. So there is a lesson to be learned. Where there is a will, there is a way.