Owey's really into pretending that he's cooking. He and Tali spend much of the day standing at her play kitchen, stirring and loudly banging pots and pans. Today I noticed that Owen was vigorously stirring in this little bowl, occasionally saying, "Yum-Yum!"
Me: Owey, that looks good. What are you cooking?
O: Eggs.
Me: Eggs? I didn't even know that you could say eggs!
O: (With a big grin, holding the spoon out to me) Bye? (bite)
Seriously. I have a chef on my hands.
You know all the seriously great chefs are men... maybe he's receiving his calling at an (extremely) young age. :) Are you all healthy again? I am so ready for spring to get here and chase the winter sniffles away.
ReplyDeleteVery cute!
ReplyDeleteI'd let him cook for me anyday!! :) Cute story!
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