My kid...
Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 1:57 am
(Slightly dubious about putting familial spam up here, but my daughter has just proven herself to be a Hordie at heart and I had to share.)
So we're pretending to make soup tonight, which in the nublet brain means "throw stuff in a big pot and narrate about my leet cooking skillz." She's gleefully pitching things in and telling me about them ("DUMP the salt! DUMP the carrots! DUMP the noodles!") when she stops and gives me the Thoughtful Look. "This still need something."
"Really? What's it need?"
She grabbed a nearby doll and flung it into the pot. "Elf stock! This gonna be YUMMY!"
...I did not put her up to this.
So we're pretending to make soup tonight, which in the nublet brain means "throw stuff in a big pot and narrate about my leet cooking skillz." She's gleefully pitching things in and telling me about them ("DUMP the salt! DUMP the carrots! DUMP the noodles!") when she stops and gives me the Thoughtful Look. "This still need something."
"Really? What's it need?"
She grabbed a nearby doll and flung it into the pot. "Elf stock! This gonna be YUMMY!"
...I did not put her up to this.