After my rant about Piper’s numerous food complaints in “I Hate That,” it seems only fair to share how sweet she can be with food she loves.
Last night Piper dragged in a stack of books for me to read to her as I made dinner. I chopped carrots. I read a book. I chopped celery. She read the book back to me. I brought the broth to a boil and added spices. I read another book. I sauteed seitan and put on a pot for homemade noodles. I read another book. I washed asparagus and spinach. She doused it with olive oil. We put rosemary bread in the oven to warm. Then Piper help set the table and we tasted the soup together.
“You know what makes it taste so good, Mommy?”
“Salt?” I guessed.
“Love. You sweeten it all up.”
Yum.
piperism 
STOOOPPPPP. I can’t handle the cuteness. Or your ability to multi-task while cooking. That’s how I burn things and end up making Hubs do the cooking.
I’m only able to mutli-task like this when I’ve been away at work and guilty for not spending enough time with Piper during the day (I’ve been away from Piper one day in the last two months and still guilt reigns supreme). Her cuteness keeps me coming back for more.