I wasn't going to post today for fear of overloading on the posts, but something just happened and I think it was one of those things you have to record so that when I read it at some later date I will be able to laugh??
Monday afternoon I began making hot dog and hamburger buns for dinner. I had class and the dough was not ready so I threw it in the fridge.
Tuesday morning I took it out and between the freezing house and the cold dough, it took all day to get it shaped and ready to bake.
I was just finishing up dinner when I looked over just in time to save the hamburger bun Noah had just given to the puppies. Only when I went to put the bun back did I realize that Noah had moved on the the hamburger bun when he ran out of hot dog buns.
6 beautiful, delicious, warm, almost perfectly formed, time consuming hot dog buns...gone. Not a crumb left in sight.
It is a good thing Noah is my 4th child and I have mellowed out over the years. Otherwise, it could have been ugly.