Our kitchen is always bustling with life. I love it.
I love to cook. I love that my kids enjoy hanging out in the kitchen and cooking too.
I probably love it a little too much evidenced by the extra weight I'm carrying around. *Big sigh* but I choose to not focus on that.
When Galina's cake was done baking, Anastasia, pot holders in hand, asked if she could take the cake out of the oven. I showed her how to turn off the oven, pull out the wire rack and take out the cake and set it on a pot holder. Then I showed her how to push in the wire rack. Her face beamed with warmth and joy as she hugged me afterwards. I was all happy inside too.
Later, as Paul presented the cheese he grated, I was doubly blessed by his proud accomplishment.
What treasures these two are.
Go ahead and try it. Have you any blessings today?