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Making Monkey Bread with a Duckling (formerly a monkey)

Step one, strip. Yourself or just the toddler, both are recommended. She will be messy, then want picked up. Wear an apron. She needs somewhere to wipe her hands.
Step two, don't expect to get this done quickly. It is going to take three hours to get it into the oven. Twenty minutes of prep, the rest keeping a child safe in the kitchen, and the house safe from a child!

Begin with two loaves of bread dough. If using apples, get them peeled and cored. Dice to whatever size you desire. Bigger chunks are more flavorful.
Place apples in a bowl with lid or a Ziploc bag, and add your own recipe of cinnamon sugar. Allow toddler to shake the crap out of it. Hurry up, and begin the next step while toddler is preoccupied.
Melt one to one and a half sticks of butter. One makes a cleaner batch, and is plenty if you're adding apples.
Mix up the sugar mix. It's cleaner to use a ziplock bag. Choose to use the bowl anyway. Give toddler a smile as you say no to being picked up.

Pull apart dough, and roll into golfball pieces. Dip in butter, and roll into sugar. Realize you forgot to grease the pan.
Wash your hands, and spray the pan. Add a layer of apples and raisins (apples are juicy) if using. Drop in your covered ball of dough. Pick up insistent toddler, and get the next ball of dough. Realize that you should have used the Ziploc bag as I said to begin with because now there is cinnamon sugar in your butter.
Begin pulling apart a bunch of dough, and rolling into balls. Drop a few in the butter. Remove to the too small bowl of sugar, and try to coat without getting sugar all over the counter. Place into pan. Get more cinnamon sugar into your butter. Realize that a fork would make this easier. Dismiss fork because the ness is already there. Take yogurt from child's hands, and make them a smoothie. Don't swear as you search for the rubber stopper to the lid of the sippy cup.
Stop trying to make perfect sized golf balls. Stop trying to roll the dough at all! Grab a gob, get it wet, get it sticky, throw into pan. Repeat. Suck on slobbery cup, and discover that there is a blockage. Try to fix with more milk, and return to child. Continue with what you were doing. Ignore the fact that you just got your child's cup really sticky. Walk around with her attached to your leg. Wonder why you taught her to do that in the first place. Smile because every child deserves this memory.
Kick the dog with leg the child is attached to because you didn't notice he was licking up the cinnamon on the floor. Apologize to dog. Listen to toddler giggle.
Pull off more dough, and pray you have enough butter. Take tge sippy cup being banged against your hip. Suck on it again on, then spit out the big gob of ...you don't want to know! Realize that there's a blockage, and work on that for a few minutes. Return sippy cup to tired, whining toddler. Wonder why you didn't just do this while she was sleeping. Remember that helping in the kitchen is a bonding experience as well as a learning experience. Wonder if she's learning, or if you are! Realize you have learned that this is not a toddler friendly recipe. Vow to wait until she's older to make it with her again.

When all dough is gone, add more apples and raisins if using. Allow to rest until the pan is 3/4 full. I meant the bread! You have a mess to clean up!
Follow the mess to the toddler.
Put sticky dog in the tub with toddler. Ponder getting in too. Wonder how the dog got cinnamon in his ear. Clean ... Whatever that is out of the toddler's ears. Put her down for a nap.
Put the bread in the preheating oven because you don't feel like waiting for it to finish rising. Set timer. Look at the mess in the kitchen, and go take a nap yourself.
Remember why you don't make monkey bread very often!
Make it again a week later for the church potluck.
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Making Monkey Bread with a Duckling (formerly a monkey)

Step one, strip. Yourself or just the toddler, both are recommended. She will be messy, then want picked up. Wear an apron. She needs somewhere to wipe her hands.
Step two, don't expect to get this done quickly. It is going to take three hours to get it into the oven. Twenty minutes of prep, the rest keeping a child safe in the kitchen, and the house safe from a child!

Begin with two loaves of bread dough. If using apples, get them peeled and cored. Dice to whatever size you desire. Bigger chunks are more flavorful.
Place apples in a bowl with lid or a Ziploc bag, and add your own recipe of cinnamon sugar. Allow toddler to shake the crap out of it. Hurry up, and begin the next step while toddler is preoccupied.
Melt one to one and a half sticks of butter. One makes a cleaner batch, and is plenty if you're adding apples.
Mix up the sugar mix. It's cleaner to use a ziplock bag. Choose to use the bowl anyway. Give toddler a smile as you say no to being picked up.

Pull apart dough, and roll into golfball pieces. Dip in butter, and roll into sugar. Realize you forgot to grease the pan.
Wash your hands, and spray the pan. Add a layer of apples and raisins (apples are juicy) if using. Drop in your covered ball of dough. Pick up insistent toddler, and get the next ball of dough. Realize that you should have used the Ziploc bag as I said to begin with because now there is cinnamon sugar in your butter.
Begin pulling apart a bunch of dough, and rolling into balls. Drop a few in the butter. Remove to the too small bowl of sugar, and try to coat without getting sugar all over the counter. Place into pan. Get more cinnamon sugar into your butter. Realize that a fork would make this easier. Dismiss fork because the ness is already there. Take yogurt from child's hands, and make them a smoothie. Don't swear as you search for the rubber stopper to the lid of the sippy cup.
Stop trying to make perfect sized golf balls. Stop trying to roll the dough at all! Grab a gob, get it wet, get it sticky, throw into pan. Repeat. Suck on slobbery cup, and discover that there is a blockage. Try to fix with more milk, and return to child. Continue with what you were doing. Ignore the fact that you just got your child's cup really sticky. Walk around with her attached to your leg. Wonder why you taught her to do that in the first place. Smile because every child deserves this memory.
Kick the dog with leg the child is attached to because you didn't notice he was licking up the cinnamon on the floor. Apologize to dog. Listen to toddler giggle.
Pull off more dough, and pray you have enough butter. Take tge sippy cup being banged against your hip. Suck on it again on, then spit out the big gob of ...you don't want to know! Realize that there's a blockage, and work on that for a few minutes. Return sippy cup to tired, whining toddler. Wonder why you didn't just do this while she was sleeping. Remember that helping in the kitchen is a bonding experience as well as a learning experience. Wonder if she's learning, or if you are! Realize you have learned that this is not a toddler friendly recipe. Vow to wait until she's older to make it with her again.

When all dough is gone, add more apples and raisins if using. Allow to rest until the pan is 3/4 full. I meant the bread! You have a mess to clean up!
Follow the mess to the toddler.
Put sticky dog in the tub with toddler. Ponder getting in too. Wonder how the dog got cinnamon in his ear. Clean ... Whatever that is out of the toddler's ears. Put her down for a nap.
Put the bread in the preheating oven because you don't feel like waiting for it to finish rising. Set timer. Look at the mess in the kitchen, and go take a nap yourself.
Remember why you don't make monkey bread very often!
Make it again a week later for the church potluck.
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I have another broody hen. I guess she got jealous of the other two hens that just hatched out eggs. I will see how she does in a week then throw some eggs from the incubator under her.
 
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