Tonight Lucy and I baked bread from scratch. We had fun in the process but Lucy gagged on the finished product. I guess she's used to a more chemically taste to her baked goods. Hopefully we can ease into the au-natural taste of homemade bread (although next time i'll remember the salt). I think it turned out pretty good, and will refine the recipe by replacing a cup of the whole wheat flour with white flour (see if lucy likes the texture better).
The marks on her face are (I think) remnants of "dog day" at preschool. They show up much better in photos. She would not let me wash them off.
It was a pretty laid back relaxing night and having no real plans, and the evening with mostly just the two of us made the night seem longer.