Yesterday I decided to let Morgan make Cinnamon Swirl Bread all by herself. I stood by and helped her understand the recipe but she literally did everything by herself except taking the bread out of the oven. She did so well, our biggest issue was we had both loaves cooling on the rack on the counter I hear Morgan screaming so of course I go running into the kitchen and find a half eaten loaf of bread on the counter and my poor daughter saying she wants to sell the dog. So we ended up with one and a half loaves of bread. She's growing into such a sweet girl who loves to help in the kitchen, hopefully I can instill in her my love of baking. Hey maybe she can learn to cook and take over mealtime! What a girl can dream can't she?