Baking resumed. More brittle was made too. I called out to the kids and got reinforcements to finish the baking.
I literally gave the cashew brittle to my daughter and told her to hide it. Otherwise Hubby would have it gone before the festivities started, ha ha!
Good news. Jesse ate his breakfast. However, Daughter (his Mom) called me last night. We are going back to all homemade food for him now. He doesn't have many years left, and we will be spoiling him.