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Monthly Munch: December

Cakes!  Christmas!  Snow!  Family visits!  It's been a packed month all right.

Toby

- was a very sweet shepherd in his preschool nativity play, and seems to have that part of the Christmas story pretty well sorted:

"The shepherds saw angels, they were just floating around.  They said, 'Don't be afraid.'  Then oodles more angels came and they all sang a song."


- impressed one of the preschool staff by identifying 473 as four hundred and seventy-three, rather than telling her the individual numbers.


 - loves the carol A Partridge in a Pear Tree (is that the actual title?)

- wanted an ice cream even when it was freezing cold outside


Quotes:
On seeing some Christmas lights: "Wow!  That's delicious and fabulous."

Playing doctor:  "I'm a good doctor... just sometimes I do bad things."

And a joke to finish: "Why did the chicken drink lots of coffee?  Because it had to cross the road so many times."

Theo

 - wanted some ice cream too!


 - does have a balanced diet really - in fact we haven't found much he won't eat.

Mmm, Quality Street!

 - can stand up without holding on for a few seconds, and is starting to cruise around the furniture.


- was 19 lb 9 oz at his 10 month checkup

- enjoyed his first snow!


Thankful for

 - beautiful winter sunrises, rainbows and snow!



 - time spent with family over Christmas; we got both sets of grandparents together which was great.

Family photo taken by Toby
- being able to keep up regular blogging - I have averaged one entry a week this year, and I hope you've enjoyed reading them as much as I've enjoyed writing.

Recipe of the Month - pizza

Hmm, I don't seem to have taken any photos of food this month.  But we have enjoyed making our own pizzas a couple of times, and you all know what pizza looks like, don't you?

Pizza base
12 oz strong white flour
1 1/2 tsp fast-action yeast
1/2 tsp salt
8 fl oz milk
4 tsp olive oil

Pizza toppings
1 jar pizza sauce
grated cheese (Cheddar or mozzarella)
Peppers, tomatoes, olives, ham, mushrooms or whatever you fancy

Stir together the flour, yeast and salt in a large bowl.  Gently warm the milk and olive oil until it just feels hot.  Pour into the flour mixture and mix to form a soft dough.  Knead for ten minutes.  Cover and leave to rise for an hour or two until doubled.

Punch down and knead for a minute.  Divide into four and roll or stretch each piece into a circle or rectangle.  Spread the pizza sauce over the bases and add cheese and toppings.  Bake at 200 C for 15-20 minutes until crispy and golden.
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