Little Hands Baked in Love

Flour-dusted fingers shaped lumpy dough with all the focus of a master chef. Beside her, a mother’s warm hands guided, each gentle touch stirring up bursts of laughter. Sunshine painted the kitchen in a golden glow, but the true warmth came from their smiles. Every twist, pinch, and giggle became an ingredient—a recipe written in memories. The bread would rise, but so would the love, filling their home with the scent of fresh dough and a bond that never fades.