Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Charlotte and Rocky Cooking Show

Charlotte is back on a kick of wanting to "help" me cook dinner each night.  One evening, I gave her some ice cubes to stir into some water.  Then, I started giving her random things from the pantry to stir into a concoction.  She cackled like an old crone over her cauldron as she carefully stirred her brew.  If only Rocky was a black cat -- then the witchy image would have been complete.  I should have gotten the witch's hat out of the dress-up bin, actually.





Corey got home soon after and actually tasted that nasty mixture.  It was a combination of salty, savory, sweet, and just plan strange.  (And yes, Mom, I sanitized the counter after Rocky put his grubby little paws up there.)

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