Peace and Pandemonium

After a failed attempt yesterday, I tried again today to bake a loaf of bread.
Mind you, when I say "bake a loaf of bread" I'm talking about putting the ingredients in my bread maker and pressing start.
And yes, for some bazaar reason, I couldn't even manage to do that right yesterday.
The bread was not fully kneaded and was baked all lumpy and nasty.
I still don't know what happened.

Thankfully, today's loaf fulfilled it's bread machine destiny.
The smell of the fresh baked bread made me feel rather domestic when visitors stopped by.
It tasted at least as good as it smelled.
All the kids had a great big slice.
Myself included.
The verdict?
Fresh warm bread with the crusts cut off (of course)+ slathered in jam + a glass of cold milk = the perfect after school snack.










Sophie was the only one I could get to eat in the dining room where the light was nice.