She walked around the sugar house like she owned it, "I'm getting a juice for Uncle Howard." In that moment, I realized my six year old was no longer the sugar baby of last year, caring only about the sampling of wares and overseeing the candy making in hopes of acquiring a maple sugar cookie.
Though she still stayed close when Auntie Jeanne made candy, she then ventured back to boiler room, without checking with me first, or holding my hand and asking me to "come with me mommy."
Throughout the afternoon boil, she asked questions and watched, I could hear Howard answering and explaining as he worked. He even taught her to "predict" when the syrup would draw, a "trick" that has amazed many fieldtrip kindergarteners over the years.
"We are making syrup fast today." Or "After I pour the syrup in Auntie Jeanne or mom will run the filter. When you hear it get noisy you can flip this switch." Pointing to switch on a post nearby.
Of course, when canning time came, my sugar baby showed her face once again. "Mommy can I have a sample?"
You are way ahead of us-I am in Maine and we are still waiting to tap our trees. Where are you located? I love all the pictures that support the slice! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteYou are way ahead of us-I am in Maine and we are still waiting to tap our trees. Where are you located? I love all the pictures that support the slice! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI love that your sugar baby is growing up surrounded by family and learning about maple sugaring from them. It looks like quite an operation!
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