It is nice to be back in Louisville, and even nicer to be feeling some fall weather. It’s cloudy, cool, and a bit breezy outside, and I’ve got a loaf of made-from-scratch sandwich bread baking in the oven, filling the house with the smell of heaven. Well, that is what I hope heaven smells like. That and coffee…and Christmas. Yep, those are the smells of heaven.
The hardest part of baking bread is waiting for it to cool. You probably thought I was going to say kneading, but I actually really enjoy that part.
Brett, my 6 year old brother, has really enjoyed having Milo here. He always tells me to “sit him on the couch so I can play with him.” Speaking of things Brett says, I have compiled a list of funny/interesting things he has said since I’ve been here:
Brett: What is that horrible smell?
Mom: Well, that’s my roast I’m cooking for dinner!
Brett: It smells horrible. I love chocolate.
Me (to Brett): Do you like music?
Brett: I like spooky songs and marching songs.
Mom: Brett, are you going to have a sloppy joe or a hot dog today for lunch?
Brett: Does the sloppy joe have onions in it?
Mom: Well, I’m not sure.
Brett: *thinks for a few seconds* Well, I’ll just have the hot dog so I don’t have to worry about it.
Brett: Sissy, the baby is talking!
Me: Oh, what did he say?
Brett: I don’t know. I don’t speak Baby Spanish.
Brett (on the phone with his dad): Do people have breasts?
The last one was especially funny. He has so much character and is so curious about everything around him. He really doesn’t miss a thing, and constantly surprises me with tiny details he picked up from past events.
Well, I’m off to slice this bread so I can enjoy a sun-dried tomato turkey sandwich for lunch! Have a great Tuesday!
Bread recipe found HERE.