A small, flour-covered apron adorns the gleeful child as they work with their mom to finish baking the final dozen cookies for this year’s holiday party. The magazine photo looks magical. It feels inspiring. It seems fun. Yet, if you’ve ever invited your child to the kitchen to bake – or enthusiastically accepted their request to bake – you may have found out that the magic can be fleeting and the cleanup is pretty fierce.
It was Halloween 2020, the first major celebration of what was expected to be a very abnormal holiday season; thus my expectations were low.
Nearly every day this summer my son and I have been sharing these popsicles on the front porch while his sister naps. Just after noon, as my daughter slips into her second stage of sleep, the sun creeps toward the backyard providing just enough shade on the front porch for us to sit and only have our toes exposed to the sunlight.