Nothing transports me back in time quicker than a scent tied to memory.
Yesterday, Katie and I used her new Easy Bake Oven for the first time and as I stood there in the kitchen with her, I was a little girl again.
It’s amazing how so many things change, but some things always remain the same.
The smell of the baking mix and frosting are exactly the way I remember them.
As I assumed my role as Katie’s helper, my mind travelled back to my childhood, with my mother by my side as I stirred, baked, frosted, and sprinkled.
Being a mother to a little girl is such a gift.
Katie brings such tremendous joy to my life, just as Matthew does, but she also allows me to relive some of the happiest moments of my own childhood.
And that is an amazing gift.