You could find my kids on the counter on any given day when they are staying at my parents house. If not to make popcorn, it was to make bread. Papa was a saint for doing this and if you are reading this Dad, thank you for your patience, kindness, and investment into their little hearts. For the beautiful beginning of their extensive love for breads.
Once a month or so, my dad would walk Kyle and Kory through making homemade bread from beginning to end. Their hands would busy retrieving ingredients, measuring, mixing, and kneading. From head to toe, they’d be covered in fun, and that fun continued even after they baked the loaves. Homemade apple butter was one of their favorite toppings. Better yet, TOASTED with apple butter.
Last month Shawn and I visited our son and daughter-in-law out on the West Coast, for reasons I will expound on later. 😀 During our stay, Kyle decided to make us bread from Papa’s recipe. I loved hearing him explain steps and work with her through the process. The loaves turned out wonderfully and we enjoyed so many (probably too many) slices. Proud of you, Kyle. You turned out a lovely product.
So in the empty nester’s reflection today, it has been wonderful to see this principle come to the surface: The things you invest in your children and grandchildren today, will assuredly come around and bless you tomorrow.
I’m proud of who my children are growing up to be.