Pretty soon Mama and Papa won't have to cook anymore. I'm pretty good at it. I don't even ask for help or directions. I really like to pour and drop things into other things. I made tasty pizza for Papa tonight, and even ate a little of the dough. Papa had the cheese frozen, too, which I advised against, but anyway, when we broke it apart, I tried a a few frozen shards of it. Funnily enough, I didn't want eat any pizza after it came out of the oven.
3 comments:
Wow what a great cooker you are. The dough looks like it is ready to make into a pizza. Good job, Ollie!
Lopve, Grandma
Yum! I love pizza! Want to come to my house and cook?? : )
I loved the concerned, "PAPA!" that translated to, "Um, Dad, this dough doesn't taste right, and now I'm worried that we've spent all this time making it and it tastes wrong."
P.S. You are the chillest papa ever to let him dig through the cabinets with his doughy hands -- awesome!
P.P.S. We should all cook in our undies more.
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