"You know how to do that?!"

Realizing the bananas where on their last leg, I asked Bri if she would like to bake some bread with me. Always happy to help out in the kitchen, she pulled up her stool to the counter and meticulously followed my directions. "Two cups of flour, baking powder..."

Finally it was time for the bananas. As she was mashing them Brianna stopped, looked up at me and asked, "mommy, is this banana bread?"

"Yes, why?"

"I didn't know you could make that! That's my favorite kind of bread!"

Poor child, I suppose her expectations are lower since she is being raised by an undomestic goddess.