It started with my big girl and wagon wheel pasta.
And in the ten days since, I've had quite a bit of company in the kitchen.
One evening DQ and I worked to make oven baked chicken nuggets and zucchini pancakes.
The little one gave her Baba an assist one Saturday morning with buttermilk biscuits.
Peanut requested sketti and meatballs...and asked me 100 times a day until the night he helped me if it was his night to cook.
And my big boy requested the only meal he enjoys more than ramen noodles, cherry glazed ribs...known at our house as 'chicken on the pig.'
With five mini-chefs in training, it looks like I'm working myself out of one of my household responsibilities.
One meal at a time.