I like to think that simplicity is okay.
I like to think that the simple things in life, like working in the kitchen making “Friendship Bread” are not only memories that we are creating, but that it bonds my daughter and me closer together.
Most readers have probably been given a batch of “starter” for Friendship Bread, along with the directions. These bags have come in to my home on and off for years. You can Google what the bread actually is, and the different ways of making it.
What I love about this story is that the idea of making loaves of bread for our “neighbors” was completely my daughter’s idea. I thought to myself, “are you sure? It’s one more thing to do!” (A sign of a tired mom.) But she was adamant that she wanted to do this.
So we worked in the kitchen together. I was making our son’s birthday dinner – she was making Friendship Bread.
It came out of the oven, all 8 loaves, sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar. She couldn’t wait to wrap it up, put a gold sticker saying “Homemade”(that she found in the kitchen drawer) on each loaf – and off she went.
Around the cul-de-sac, to each neighbor, she delivered Friendship Bread.
I like to think that being neighborly is what we are called to do. I like to think that teaching our kids what hospitality is about is what we are called to do. I like to think that when our kids initiate hospitality on their own – that they are definitely learning what we are teaching them!
I like to think that each neighbor will devour this delicious, Friendship Bread, and that my daughter will always remember this act of kindness that got its start in her own heart!
(Read Little Things Count post, here. Top photo - simple budding peony in our back yard. Other photos - Abby on the go!)