I was suppose to present a lesson on Fannie Farmer today at Sunday school to the 5-6 year olds. I signed up to teach this lesson because I figured that I could just get the kids together in the church kitchen and bake something. Yesterday (as a trial run), I made 2 batches of “Fannie Farmer’s Famous Fudge”. It never turned into fudge. It ended up more like chocolate frosting. Apparently, fudge is candy and candy is hard to make without a candy thermometer. Vince decided that before I threw out the fudge, he wanted to play with it a little, I didn’t realize that he meant he was really going to play with it. Sigh. The things I let my children do…
