Another mothering goal last night: Try to get everybody to stay happy until dinner time when two of the girls have lost their snack privilege due to bad behavior. Solution: Have them engaged and helping. And making their own pizza always does that.
I rolled out the dough (which I whipped up in a hurry) then laid it out for them to top off. Although I didn't have a wide selection of toppings, they still had a great time putting them on. Then watching each of their pizzas baking in the oven.
By the end everyone was fed, there were no tears, and things did not go bad itn he fridge. Yeah us!
|Concentration. This is serious work.|
|Piper enjoyed snacking on the peppers intended for pizza toppings|
|Baking on our pizza stone|
|Making a bit of a mess|
|Piper says "Yum!"|
|Lily was so proud of her pizza|