|Heatin' the milk while the bread dough rises (the bread was wonderful).|
|Squishin' the cheese. (Have I ever mentioned that I HATE pictures of me?)|
|The Boy squishing the cheese.|
I wish I would have written down what The Boy was saying. I can tell by the expression on his face that he was making a "funny". Probably comparing the cheese texture to brains or something equally gross and disgusting. I think it's a boy trait. It's MY boy's trait anyway. Anything to get a reaction. This reminds me of the time he woke his sister by placing his 5 toads on her pillow. He thought it would be funny. He never imagined the tears of horror that he would induce. I've never seen him so apologetic. Ah, but back to cheese...
|The Boy adds obnoxiousness (and funny faces) to EVERYTHING. Always a comedian.|
|Yep. This is NOT what it's suppose to look like.|
Anyone out there want to come over and show me the secrets to successful cheese-making? I'll put on a pot of coffee or tea. I always like adult company in the midst of my child-filled day.