cupboards, burnt hands, and pregnancy meals

I really like this picture of Faith, since I have seen pictures of myself doing the same thing when I was her age. My mom would let me hang out in the kitchen with her and explore. Sometimes I would take everything out of a drawer and just sit in it. Other times my mom let me do a bit too much and I burned my hand on the oven. Too bad all this time in the kitchen hasn't translated into much success as a cook. Although Mish does say I make the best grilled cheese in the world - she might just be a tad bias. Also when Mish was pregnant with Faith I made a mean mac and cheese dinner... I had to since I made it literally 5-6 times a week for awhile. Ah, I miss those days of cooking grandeur. If I haven't told you yet, those days are hopefully coming again real soon, since Mish and I would like to have another one. Faith is just too cute. She is saying so many words. And she is really walking now. We are real proud of her. And she is real proud of herself, which is so cute and just encourages her to try more. Sorry it has taken me so long to write something. I will try to be more dilligent in the future.