Wednesday, December 21, 2011


I seriously have no idea how or why my boys enjoy cooking with me.  I guess it's just a blessing because when I was a kid, I had no desire to help mom in the kitchen, except if it were to raid the fridge or eat whatever had ALREADY been cooked. 

I love that they enjoy helping.

Here's us making noodles for our soup.

And enjoying them...


Little man likes to cook too.  I love making cheap toys...made out of extra stuff around the house.
Cardboard, leftover fabric, yarn and felt:

He's getting his hot pizza out of the oven.

And then of course there's clean-up.  Better enjoy their willingness while I can right?

1 comment:

Laurie Freeman said...

i sure wish we lived closer to each other!