Year 5, Day 316

Having acquired a bunch of rudimentary (read: toy) cooking supplies for Christmas, Miles has begun insisting on cooking for us. On the one hand, I applaud his enthusiasm for it. On the other, I like my house and am in no hurry to see it engulfed in flames. So, with some sly support (which he doesn’t really want), Miles was able to prepare a meal consisted of mac & cheese (for him) and soup (for me) tonight. It might not be a lot, but maybe Miles will discover a passion for food preparation that extends beyond the plastic tacos and pizzas of his toy food track (which would be better for my diet at the very least).