Fun in the Kitchen

Making brownies always means that the kids get to lick the beaters. Two kids...two beaters...no problem. Add a third kid...add the spatula...still no problem. But I have started to wonder what kid #4 is going to lick.

My little Hitler.

Pudding night. He's trying to copy daddy's goatee already.

Why bother getting dressed when there is a chance of getting covered in chocolate.

Here is my personal favorite of Steve. He and my mom came down and helped me with canning for 2 days. The kids had to entertain themselves for most of the time those days. I think Amelia may have even taken this picture.