My sweet Ethan loves to help me make Kombucha. I’m so glad he does because it motivates me to actually do it. It’s not a lot of work, really, but for some reason the task is always daunting. Yesterday, Ethan told me to close my eyes…when I opened them he had all of the bottles and their caps lined up on the counter so that we could make the kombucha together. Later he told me that he did most of the work to make it…kinda true!