my kids were always at my side when i baked, but my son took particular interest. the first phrase out of his mouth was 'pieca bread!!!!!!!!!', shouted from his crib at approx 10 or 11 pm, those late nights when i would bake the week's bread. i would take a slice, put butter on it, and take it to him in his crib, and to this day he remembers that. something rubbed off, as he is graduating from culinary school in two weeks! the best picture i have of him is at 6 years old rolling out cookies, impish smile on his face, and busted with a mouth full of dough, flour all over his face. priceless..........

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