The Moby Warrior: Baking Scones

Putting on a Moby wrap feels like getting kitted out for a martial arts class. Then you put a baby in it. But I am now convinced that if there were to be a stay-at-home dad superhero, he would be wearing a Moby wrap. I didn't have very good luck the first time that I tried it out (when the name Moby Warrior was born), but it has aged and is more forgiving. Thank you Master Moby.

So a few days ago I got it on, got the baby in, and cleaned. Then it was time to bake. I don't know why it was time to bake, it just was. We didn't have any yeast, and my wife isn't the biggest fan of soda bread, so I decided to make scones. Chocolate chip scones! I still don't know what made it time to bake. I had just cleaned the kitchen. That's already a lot for me. But baking? And then cleaning? Again?! This Moby Warrior dude gets serious. Notice that the baby is already asleep, despite what looks like a very ferocious yell.

Turns out scones are pretty easy to make. I'm usually more of a cook than a baker. Despite what you might expect of a scientist, I'm terrible at following recipes. Baking requires precision that I only reluctantly give my lab work. Somehow the Moby Warrior managed to pull off some decent scones.

And then ate one with his favorite five month old.

At this point I have to recommend taking the baby out before trying to get anything in or out of the oven. That must be the Moby Warrior's kryptonite.