I've been attempting sewing. My first two projects were pillowcases for the boys. They turned out great. You can't really go wrong sewing three straight edges. For my next project I made an apron. Mel asked me why I wanted to make an apron when I never wear one. I always remembered my grandma wearing one and my mom would wear one when she still had on her work clothes when she cooked dinner. The aprons they wore were handmade and I figured I could make my own too. So here it is.
Now of course I have to wear it when I cook. Jacob and I nicknamed it my lucky apron because the first time I wore it, I cooked a fabulous meal according to Jacob.
The other day I made enchiladas (and I forgot to wear the apron) and Jacob didn't care for the dinner. He very kindly told me, "It's not that your cooking is bad. It's just that you weren't wearing your lucky apron." Thank you for your tact, Jake!
Both Jacob and Kyle helped with the chocolate cake. I totally goofed by not using self-rising flour. (I didn't realize that all purpose flour wasn't the same.) So here's the finished, very flat cake we made. Jacob told me, "Don't worry mom. It wasn't your fault. It was the recipe." (From a kid's cookbook, mind you.) Oh well. The frosting was yummy!
