this morning i was trying to tidy up for guests coming over. i heard these bottles and i was hoping he hadn't dropped them from the table at the front door. he had to have lifted it enough to get it to the floor, but pushed it the rest of the way. i almost got mad at him since i told him not to touch them, but he was only trying to help.
as i mixed some cake batter, nj pulled up a stool to watch. he helped get a spoon for me in the cabinet. but i had to tell him not to touch and not to get too close. if his face got any closer i'm afraid drool might have fallen in. when he saw me mixing he said, "i want cake!" how do you know i'm making cake? and how do you know if it's for you?
stop breathing all over the food, boys! my goodness... nj wanted to stick his finger in the batter and baba wanted to stir the crock pot. i tried a slow cooker recipe for yellow curry chicken. it was easy to do and pretty good, but recipe and cook time need some adjustments (not sure how or what to do to improve it).
did you have fun with your aunties today? nj was excited to see our guests and of coarse, eat food! i'd post photos, but for privacy reasons i won't! i will say, though that nj loves babies! he was so sweet, but kept getting so close to the baby's face. not sure why. baba says probably because at the home he was from, there were so many kids and babies... they all laid around together on the floor, rolling into each other. then he tells nj, "personal space, baby! this is america!" that made me laugh.
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