Baking for Play School

As I have already blogged Ben’s Kindy hosted the Play School Concert.  Part of the role as hosts was to provide a simply morning tea for the cast and crew of seven people (including ALEX!!!).  I sat in the committee meeting listening to everyone talk about it for thirty minutes but no one volunteered to make it.  It was even suggested we buy something from Coles…!!!!  Well no one was going to feed the Play School Cast rubbish from Coles so I volunteered.  Another lady volunteered to provide a fruit platter.   I can bake but I am no genius baker.  My mother-in-law is the queen of baking!!  It was just a pitty she was overseas!!

Ben and I decided to bake our all time family favorite Kiwi Crisps (chocolate chunk cookies), Apple crumble muffins (a home made apple muffin with Bette’s Crumble) and Oatmeal and Raisin Cookies from my new cookbook. Ben helped me a little before he went to bed.  He loves to bake…. well he loves to steal the chocolate and eat it!!

I think the final product turned out ok.  If nothing else it looked good.  I didn’t hear of any food poisoning cases …..thank goodness!!!

Picnik collage cooking for kindy

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Helping??

IMG_1261.JPG We recently spruced up the house and yard a little before we put it on the market.  We are very lucky that it sold before we had to do any advertising but none the less it looked lovely all tidyed and polished.  I will post again when everything goes unconditional (bit nervous about the whole process).  Of course Ben had to assist with the process.  Here he is helping Dad in the garden and mum with the interior photos… got to love him!

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Helping Dad….. well kinda!!!

Ben loves to play outside. He particular loves Daddy’s motorbike. He has fiddly fingers and will play with all kinds of things – rocks, tools, pegs, sticks, bolts, locks ect. This weekend while outside with Dad Ben decided it would be fun to post a peg in Daddy’s motorbike exhaust…. Oh Dear! Ben had a great time with Dad while they pulled the bike apart to get it out.