Challah!

BSM has been helping me more and more in the kitchen, lately. (By which I mean that I discovered BSM will let me cook/wash dishes if he's standing on a chair next to me doing something similar.) He helped me make apple pie, he helps me chop garlic in the food processor, and today, BSM helped me shape challah.

He rolled the dough, and patted the dough, and smushed in chocolate chips or shook on spices, and put his challot in the pans, and painted them with egg. Oy, he is my big boy. And by the time he was shaping roll #4, my big boy had an epiphany. "Eat?" he piped. "Eat? Eat? Eat? Eat. Eat. Eat!" Sure enough, he put his Eureka moment into immediate experimental phase, and was quite pleased with the results. I don't think we'll have such an effective ratio of dough given to dough baked for years to come.