Yesterday Carter and I made mini pumpkin muffins.  Cody was going to help us but when I asked him to get the necessary spices, he was so distracted by my unkempt spice basket he spend the entire time organizing the spices instead.

First he took everything out.  Then he started organizing them by the type of container they were in: glass, plastic, large or small.

Somewhere along the way, he changed his mind and organized them alphabetically by spice name and/or company name.  I am not really sure.

I am, however sure that my spice basket looks neater than it ever has before.  And it sure made Cody happy to do it.

Meanwhile, Carter set to baking.  He did most of the work while I cleared dirty dishes out of his way and offered tips. 

Haley was hopeful something tasty would drop to the floor.  She was most disappointed. 

The boys enjoyed the batter while the muffins baked.

An awful picture, I know, but it cracks me up.  I’m sure the boys, given enough time, will forgive me for posting such things.

I have no photographic evidence of the end result of the baking.  We packaged up the muffins as little gifts for our neighbors – the cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves making Christmas feel closer. 

We did manage to keep a few muffins for ourselves as it is important to sample baked goods given as gifts in case something in the process went horribly awry. 

Nothing did, so we kept a few more to sample…