This past weekend, we opened up the Easy Bake Ovens (yes, that’s plural) that the girls got for Christmas. It was a much anticipated, long overdue endeavor, and the girls were beside themselves with glee.
Papi and Emma set out working on pretzels.
Ana and I put our efforts towards cake balls.
And the end result of two hours worth of culinary creativity? Was the equivalent of three or four bites of each…
… and more dishes than I dirty up cooking a meal four times as big, honestly.
Which begs the question… what part of the Easy Bake Oven is actually easy?
Just makes you think, doesn’t it?