No... I don't mean actually cooking a baby. Though somedays I feel like I'm feeding a plump little butterball that's preparing for the holiday season. I mean cooking with a baby by my side (or really infront of me thanks to my sling).
Please note... (Before anyone gets their panties in a bunch)... I don't do any cooking with the baby nearby if it involves cutting, frying, ovens, spices, hot sauce, or hot peppers.
What prompted this idea? Simple... She loves watching the Food Network and we have to eat. So I said to myself (my Emeril impression) "Self... you should cook with the Baby!". So here we are... Cooking
with Baby!
with Baby!
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