I started getting the stuff out to make dinner today when Lily walked in and said she wanted to make dinner. It was awesome because I sat in a chair at the table and let her do EVERYTHING while I played Angry Birds on my iPhone. Sure it was a pretty simple meal but she followed my directions exactly. And when she was waiting for everything to finish she declared that she was setting the table too! Super lucky me!
Chef Lily made ravioli, spaghetti sauce, garlic toast and edamame.
Why does dinner always taste so much better when someone else makes it?