Especially for Mommy
(Catching up on some old posts that never quite got published)
One Sunday night back in December while we were watching Silent Night, E decided to go running into the kitchen. He has always loved to cook and we could hear him moving pots and pans around. After hearing the fridge open and close a few times C went to investigate and finally ascertained (by playing 20 questions) that E was making dessert for me.
He finally came out bearing a big pot and a big smile:
Maraschino cherries covered in parmesan cheese. He was so proud.
It smelled disgusting, but it’s the thought that counts.