Friday, March 30, 2007
Helping in the kitchen
[As transcribed by Daddy]
Today I scribbled on some paper, and when I ran out of room I scribbed in a colouring book, and when I ran out of room I scribbled on my tummy. Had a long nap, went for a walk with Mommy, that kinda stuff. Nothing too out of the ordinary.
After our walk, I developed a hankering for cake. When I told Mommy about it, she decided that we should start baking together. I was really into it - I told Mommy how "excited" I was to be helping in the kitchen. At one point I dropped a small bowl in the big electric mixer (which I really thought was cool when it went fast). It shot out and clipped me in the cheek. I cried, but I got over it when we had cupcakes.
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