My attempt at becoming a better cook has not panned out...yet. Every new recipe I've tried barely passes the edible test, yet my wonderful husband always puts a smile on his face, kisses my forehead and tells me it's delicious. Liar, liar, pants on fire. :)
However, little Jimmy has found his knack in the kitchen. He loves to stir invisible soup and he tells me he's "cookin." He spreads out on the floor with my strainer, all the wooden spoons and the spatula. I see his imagination at work, too, because he brings me over his latest concoction and has me taste it. I think we have a little chef in the making; good thing, since Mommy isn't doing so great!
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