Sometime back in March, we had a special family home evening in which I declared that we would be baking a cake. And that was all the instructions I gave. The girls were in charge of creating a cake with no recipe. They put in all kinds of wonderful things. I wrote it all down, but of course, I lost it. It had sugar and milk and peanut butter and chocolate chips and marshmallows! Their little minds were bursting with the possibilities of this amazing cake. Then, while it was baking, I pulled out a real recipe and we made another cake, following the instructions.
After they were both baked, I asked the girls which cake they thought would be better. Julia immediately responded, "Oh, our cake! Definitely!" But upon tasting, it was clear that even with all that peanut butter and chocolate, their cake wasn't as good as the one done by the book. It wasn't completely inedible, but it wasn't exactly what you'd call a cake. (I swear we took pictures of this too, but can't find any.) This was a great object lesson about following directions and keeping the commandments and how much better life is when we do. So I thought I'd share!