It is the first year they have helped with the actual cake. They are always involved in the other Christmas baking but the cake was something I did with my mother. Which is a bit of a fib, because until recently my mother made the cake and brought it with her when she and my stepfather came to us for Christmas. I have been a very spoiled madam for years and I think this is only about the fourth time I have had to make a Christmas cake in my life.
I gave the girls separate tasks, mainly to keep them from squabbling and me from losing the plot. Helen was on dried fruit duty.
Emily was on eggs and flour, etc.
|What was I thinking let her do this in her dance leotard?!|
Oh and the eggs Emily is cracking. They are so fresh that when I went to the farm to purchase them there weren't enough available so Sally (the farm lady) went out to the coop to collect some. I got eggs that were still warm from the hens bottoms. Can't get more fresh than that!
The cake is now in the oven and destined to be there for hours to come. I may have to rethink what to have for dinner. Forgot to factor the time the cake took to bake into the equation. Hmmmm. Must go have a ponder. Shall do that while I pin more snowflakes into submission while Stiffy does its thing to them. (Oh, doesn't that doesn't read so well!!! But can't be bothered to think of a more genteel way of wording it. Never mind.)