With the kids home from school on Friday, I decided to let them make my kitchen happy.
And they did.
Because this time I tried really hard to let them make the cookies.
In the past, I've been too much of a control/neat freak to really let them participate. They dumped in my pre-measured ingredients, turned the mixer on and off, and watched me scoop onto the pans.
This time, once we got past the shortening and eggs, I think I did a pretty good job of stepping back and letting them do the work.
I can handle this kind of mess in my kitchen. I can handle happy.
They kids were very pleased with themselves, and I was very amused, especially by my two year old (see above photo).
And Elaina-dorable was lulled to sleep in the busyness of it all. Yes, I'd have to say that our messy kitchen was humming with happiness.