Salvaging a Mother’s Day baking debacle through a minor lie of omission.
For Mother’s Day, my daughters (9, 5) each decorated a photo frame that we filled with a recent picture of them. The youngest also decorated a face mask, because those are the times we live in, I guess. But the oldest wanted to bake bread for breakfast. She’s done this before, usually with some help, so no worries there. This time she wanted to do it all by herself.