The other day Olivia wanted to cook her favorite dinner, Porcupine meatballs. I let her do everything, open the cans, measure and mix. I just read the recipe to her and she ran with it. When it was time to put the hamburger in the bowl she touched the meat and was grossed out. She said I don't like touching the meat. I told her get used to it if she wants to be a cook. I also told her think of it like cookie dough, because our hamburger is packaged in a tube shape. she said it is so not like that. I just laughed at her. She got the hang of it. She did an awesome job. It turned out really good, she can cook for me any day.
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