Pizza a la Valentine

Poppy is getting on in months... By the time we have our second bub she will be around three weeks off being three. This age has been such an eye opener for us. She is pretty much toilet trained, can tell us where she is sore, what she wants and how she wants it. She MUST wear a party dress EVERYDAY, MUST help us to butter the toast and MUST brush her own teeth. Most of the time she is a complete joy to behold and we love exploring this new territory with her.

On Valentine's Day last week in honour of her new found interest in all things of the 'big girl'kind, DJ pulled the bathroom stool into the kitchen and together they set about making pizza. Not just any pizza - but a heart shaped, dough and tomato sauce made from real ingredients, pizza. Poppy was in heaven.

I made the most of the opporunity and slunk away to the office to get some work done, but it wasn't long before the aroma and squeals of delight drew me back. These are some of the scenes I came upon:




Oh the joy of mashing tomatoes through a sieve:



I love the little trace of tomato sauce on the corner of her mouth - in true chef style she tasted her creation as she went:





The concentration - making tomato sauce is important work :)




Finishing up the dough and saving some for next time (yum):




And the result:



It was delicious and didn't last long, but I think for Poppy the real joy was spending a couple of hours in the company of her daddy. I don't think it was a chore for him either. They a make a good pair :)

Hope your Valentine's Day was just as lovely, heart warming and delicious.

Fran
xoxo