Get your aprons on

It was my neighbors birthday yesterday and he had wished for some of my home made buns as a present. AS it was still rainy (surprise!) I thought it would be a nice stay in activity and decided to do the baking together with S.
We put I. down to sleep, got our aprons on, put flour on the table and just started to get "dirty" when I. woke up again. After several unsuccessful attempts to get her back into sleeping mode, we finally took her with us into the kitchen. BIG mistake!!! She was screaming bloody murder, which stressed me a bit as I realized that I would be running out of time if we did not get the buns baked very soon. That resulted in that I was rolling the dough, while I was singing and piling up toys in front of her to calm her down. Luckily it worked for a bit and I managed to get my first tray put in the oven. But, oh no, when I turned around I see S. with the "dough flattening thing" rolling over the dough that I had just filled with poppy seeds. All the filling ran out on the table...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I tried to rescue the remainder when I hear "pffffffttttttt" from I. Shitty diaper alarm. I take her to the bathroom, change diaper and come back into a kitchen covered with kitchen paper. S. thought it looked nice. By then I was really close to a meltdown and my idea to make it a nice little S. and mommy baking thing did not seem that appealing any more. Anyhow, we made it through the end, all of us are still alive and the buns turned out ok even though they don´t look like they are supposed to. Given that the English don´t know that it doesn´t really matter. Let´s just archive it under mission accomplished. :)

The party in the evening was lovely and we got to meet a couple of really nice new people.