Heidi lives for Tuesdays, her dish day. If she hears me cooking she begs to help.

Here she is making pancakes. Heidi making pancakes That ice pack is out because I burned myself moving the griddle because she knocked it off the counter two years ago and broke off one handle because I wasn’t watching her properly because she usually didn’t get into trouble. Heidi with her stack of pancakes Here she is with the stack of pancakes she made, while reading this.