Dear Henny Bear, Mama and you are still trying to bake new things from time to time.
A couple of weeks ago we tried some cinnamon rolls. We really enjoyed making the dough, watching it rise over a couple of hours and cutting it into slices. Following each step of the recipe spot on, five minutes of kneading and it didn't make them taste very good. I did enjoy how you placed the ball of dough you kneaded on top of mine to rise together in the big orange bowl. You kept peeking at it from the side. Then you became sleepy and cuddled next to Daddy for a bit, your eyes drifting off while happily suckin' on that stinky thumb of yours.
It may be simple, but I feel like I live a good life.
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