Baking in a Whirlwind

These photos dont do justice to the epic feat it was to bake these scones for Thanksgiving with my officially toddling one year old on the loose. They don’t show how my house was COVERED in cracker crumbs by the end. I neglected to get any of him AFTER he got out of the high chair and played a fun game where he threw crackers on the floor, stomped on them and ate the itsy bitsy pieces. What else is not sufficiently captured is the overwhelming, brimming up and spilling over joy that this morning was. My little boys away at work with their Daddy, Christmas carols playing, food being prepared for my family while my precious baby man did his thing. I laughed at his enthusiasm for little golden rounds of crackery goodness. I marveled at the wine hued beauty of cranberries chopped, spilled, mixed and baked. I took in the geometry of cooking utensils scattered about the counters. My heart swelled and I praised God for this perfect morning. What goodness He gives amid a whirlwind. Kind chaos followed by tea and baked goods.

11-23-11 . 24-70 . I added orange zest from one orange to the recipe