(Scarlett’s POV)
Two hours later, the kitchen is covered in flour and filled with laughter. Twenty-three children work at their stations, their small hands covered in dough, their faces shining with concentration and joy.
"Mom Scarlett, look!" Emma holds up her creation - a lopsided rabbit with one ear significantly longer than the other. "I made him special!"
"He's perfect," I tell her, and I mean it. The uneven ears give him character, personality. No machine could have made something so beautifully imperfect.
At the station beside her, Marcus has abandoned the bunny shape entirely. His dough has been molded into what looks like an elephant, complete with a trunk that curves dramatically to one side.
"I know you said bunnies," he says, slightly defensive. "But my hands wanted to mak
