When I grow up....

Micah really likes to help me cook in the kitchen. The boy is a natural at whisking.

Today, we saw a short segment on PBS kids that featured a chef in a restaurant kitchen. Micah got ALL excited and started jabbering away.

So, I asked him if he wanted to be a chef when he grows up.

His answer?

"YES!" He said enthusiastically. "I'll be a chef like Ratatouille and then I can have a big knife!"

That is my son. It all comes back to weapons.

Chef = big knife

(big knife or not, I dearly hope that my love for cooking rubs off on him. I think he is well on his way....)