The story of banana bread

Well actually, banana muffins. Logan has been begging me to make these since I mentioned them a few days ago. Today was the day. I put the baby down for a nap and we began our baking.

Logan and Tyler mushed the bananas into a chunky, gushy mess. Controlled destruction is what I call it.

Gently pouring the wet into the dry ingredients.

Eating the leftover chocolate chips.

Three different sizes of yummy goodness.

Briefly stopping to let mom take a picture before digging in!

And the final result....YUMMY! Or they thought so at least. I was disappointed because I forgot to put in the spices that my grandmother used to add in. DOH!