Last night, I had the brilliant idea of letting the girls make their own pizzas for dinner. I had a couple of small Boboli pizza crusts in the bread box, which I always have on hand, for those surprise pop-in visits from other kids in the neighborhood. So I pulled them out, along with a jar of tomato sauce, some shredded cheeses and turkey pepperoni slices. I set it all up on the dining table, stepped back, and bit my tongue.

Messy. So messy. And so much fun.

Pea was able to break in one of her new bamboo kid-sized cooking spoons.

I found the spoon as part of a set of 5 at an online store that I discovered recently, called Branch. It bills itself as “sustainable design for living.” It’s a great website, beautiful things. I’ve been on a search for a couple of smallish serving trays for most of the summer. And I’m not entirely sure what my problem was, why I couldn’t just commit to a tray. What’s the big deal, right? Well, I really want to stick to my new philosophy of consumerism – that I only buy what I need, what I love, what will stand the test of time. So any ordinary serving tray wasn’t going to cut it. But Branch? They had what I needed. I ordered two. In kiwi. Gorgeous. Modern, simple and sustainable. Perfect.

But back to the pizzas.

Pea’s pie:

Coco’s pie: