Last night we made calzones. Margaret has been asking for them for a while. I made dough last week but we didn’t get to it. I made it again yesterday and I was afraid she’d back out on me but she was in it whole hog! She mixed the filling and I showed her how to roll out the dough. I could barely show her how to fill and seal the first one and she was off and running.
Her ropes edging was coming out better than mine so I had her do all but one, and she was quite proud of herself for that one. So proud that she had to give me a talk about how I *ought* to be making them.
Charlotte refused to eat more than one or two bites. Welcome to the world of “kids are stinkers!”