We had a day in the kitchen, the flower girls and I. Together we baked biscuits and cakes. We slaved all day. They love getting messy and the kitchen was filled with chatter and laughter and fabulous smells. Its good for the soul and the weather was appalling. In our warm kitchen, the heart of our home together we bonded and created. At the end of the day we collapsed in a heap and watched a film. I hope the love I have for cooking stays with them, I hope its etched its way into their hearts.