I wasn't looking forward to today. It's Saturday and what's a Saturday without getting up before dawn and running. When we went out I had serious runner's envy every time I saw one of my soul brothers or sisters.
But I managed to survive the day by bedding down with my favourite puppies and a good book and then hitting the kitchen. Today's creations were whole grain bagels and tangelo and poppy seed muffins. I'm particularly happy with the muffins. The tangelos came off our tree and each of the 8 eggs came from our hens. And the poppy seeds ... as much as I'd like to say they came from our own opium patch, honesty forces me to admit they were from the supermarket.
I'd just pulled the muffins out of the oven when Luke walked into the house.
"I love coming home when you've been baking. It smells so good"
And then Josh turned up with a friend and repeated what Luke had just said.
It warmed my heart. And made me think. All these habits we have as parents make such an impact. My thing is obviously baking - always has been - and my kids relate the smell of cakes/biscuits/muffins/bagels baking with home and love and a time when they were cared for and nurtured.
Some parents are big on making a fuss of holidays - decorating Christmas trees with the family, creating Easter egg hunts, going to midnight mass. All of these family traditions are things that make families unique and bonded as a unit. They are the things that you remember well into adulthood and try to emulate for your own children.
It's kinda nice to think that years from now my kids might walk past a bakery, take a whiff and be transported back into my warm kitchen.
What memories are you creating for your families?