Like the swirls of snowflakes out my window, a cloud of flour floated through my kitchen. Oh boy, I thought, here we go. Remember your intention.
“What’s next?” asked my 8 year old son.
“3/4 tsp. of cinnamon.”
“I’ll get it,” he said, measuring a heaping teaspoonful of. . .
Cumin.
“Can I do the egg?” he asked. “I’m really good at that.”
“Sure.”
Patience, I thought, patience.
“Woops! Eeew, Hope likes raw egg. That’s really gross.” (Hope is our dog)
With all of the ingredients finally in the bowl, the gingerbread was ready for stirring.
“I’ll do it,” he offered.
And so, he stirred. . .
and he stirred. . .
and he stirred some more.
“That should be good,” I said.
“But I don’t want to stop stirring.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because that will mean we are done, and this was really fun.”
That was exactly the recipe I intended. 🙂
Biting into the warm spicy gingerbread, dripping with lemon glaze, I said, “Mmmm, that’s good.”
“Really good, Mom. Really, really good.”
If you would like to try this recipe, see my previous post Tea Time. https://peacockprairie.wordpress.com/2015/11/06/tea-time/
Have
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What a lovely memory for you and your son!
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The best part about being a Mom is taking time out to make a memory. Thanks for stopping by.
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How lovely! 🙂
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Thank you Jodi.
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Printed recipe. Looking forward to some yummy cookies. I’ll be taking some to my daddy. He loves gingerbread.
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This particular recipe is cake, but I’m sure your Daddy will love it.
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Great photos! 🙂
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A compliment from a master! Thank you.
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So lovely, Julie – in words and photos! Looks like you live amidst beautiful surroundings! Your recipe sounds delicious as well! 🙂
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Yes, I am fortunate to live in the country with plenty of nearby walking trails. It suits me perfectly. Thanks for visiting.
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Love the peacock picture as well, Julie! You post really lovely pieces. 🙂
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Thank you Kelly.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Keep it up! It’s making memories and teaching a life skill. 😊
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I need to make it a priority. It feels right to spend quality time with my boys, but sometimes I let life’s busyness get in the way.
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It’s very hard, but i think you are doing great! Cooking is something that has to be done anyway, so that is an excellent place to do it.
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What a sweet memory in the making. Bless you for your patience. Did he really put cumin in or did you correct that? It would bring tears to your eyes – lol! Lovely pictures and I still find it amazing that you are visited by a peacock. 🙂
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Hello Eliza, Just a sprinkling of cumin. I noticed it was the wrong color before the whole bit dropped. Have a happy day.
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The ‘secret’ ingredient! 😉
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Oh, wow!! Sooo gorgeous! 💖💖
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Thanks Trini.
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😊😊
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Oh you too! Your post made me smile, grin and feel good 😀 lovely pics
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Hey Julie, Do you know I really like your Australian expression ‘hey’? It’s something I picked up from your blog. It makes me happy to think of you smiling in all of your green loveliness down there. 🙂
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Hugs .. You know I live in NZ don’t you 😉
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Woops– yes I do. When I was a child my parents went on a trip to New Zealand and Australia. Ever since then, they’ve been stuck in my head as the same place. Sorry for the mix-up. New Zealand is an amazingly beautiful spot.
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Mrs. Gancer’s house always smelled like homemade goodies, I am glad it still does. 🙂
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Hi Becky, Remember the chocolate-chip oatmeal cookies? Mmmm. . . so good. Maybe, with your culinary expertise, you could come up with the recipe and then pass it on to me. Thinking of you often this busy January.
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What a lovely mother and son time together, and certainly worth the patience!
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Hi Ann,
I’ve found that’s how kids are– give them a little and they’ll give back a lot. Nice to hear from you.
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Well, your photos are gorgeous, Julie, and the story of making gingerbread is really really really gorgeous. 🙂
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Hah! Really really really thankful for your kind words.
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I can almost see Chick out there as a little boy doing the same things that your son is doing. Can’t wait to show him
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Is that your parents home in the background? I’m going to try to print this if I am lucky, on my new printer & new Windows 10 program.
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Yes, that is their garage. You may have noticed the corn crib and chicken coop have been painted. I think them charming. The barn? Well, it’s on the list.
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Beautiful words and pictures too. My girls love to cook with me and I often have to remind myself to have patience but it is almost always worth it in the end. Memories stirred in a bowl. PS The raw egg part really hit home. Someone always missed the bowl!
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Hello there, Nice to meet you. I really enjoyed your blog. ‘Memories stirred in a bowl’– love that. Thanks for your visit and the follow.
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Beautiful, Julie!
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Thank you kindly Cathy.
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Great post with captures sprinkled in…..lovely!
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Thanks for stopping by and for your kind words.
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My children are older now, but those shared times are also the best of times. Lovely photos Julie
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Thanks for visiting and for the follow. I ook forward to reading more from you.
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Your photos are so relaxing. Obviously I love the bird ones, but that snow pic with trees and the warm light is so atmospheric and beautiful. And the recipe sounds yummy… (did the cumin stay in or did it get replaced with the cinnamon?)
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