Okay, so I’m no Julia Childs
When I ran frantically into the kitchen screaming “oh NO! I burnt the nachos!” Maddie marched into the living room, planted her hands firmly on her hips, and pronounced “Dad! Didn’t you know you shouldn’t let Mom cook that?”
Oh yeah, you can imagine how much he’s loving THAT. I suspect I’ll hear that phrase repeated over and over again every time I screw up in the kitchen from now to eternity.
Sigh. I concede the kitchen throne to my husband. It is rightfully his anyway. I’ll try not to care that my kids trust his cooking more than mine.
Come to think of it, I think I’ll use it to my advantage the next time he tries to convince me it’s my turn to cook.