Mom

I remember always being in the kitchen. Mom would be helping me kneed my small section of bread dough. I would then braid my small piece of dough into a wreath, and mom would then help me pick out sprinkles and together we would decorate my little piece of bread. i loved this time with mom as we giggled about my bread that would turn out green- brown as the sprinkles would melt in the oven and then come together. i loved cooking with mom. it was always fun as she let me crack eggs, or my favorite, gave me piece of cookie dough to eat. i loved flattening out the cup of flour with a knife. that was always so fun. i love the kitchen because of mom.

Another memory is going to the apple orchards. i loved looking for the prettiest apples, getting the the red wagon, or drinking the amazing apple cider. loved going to the pumpkin patch while we were at the farms. one more is the farm up the hill in wisconsin. i remember going to the farm with mom and maybe kristin. we went and petted the animals. while we were there, the little black sheep sucked on my finger. i always remember talking about that with mom, those trips we made were always so fun! Love, Rebekah