Thursday, January 17, 2013
I'm not that bad of a cook. . .
I was browning chicken in the kitchen this evening for the kids (even though it is unlikely they will eat anything unless it has been processed thoroughly by the food industry). George was playing with his cars before he walked into the kitchen and asked, "Mom? Could you keep that smell down? I don't like it." Needless to say, he hasn't eaten a bite.