Larissa and I are really excited to become parents, and, Lord willing, we will be, come early April 2012. As a way to celebrate our anticipation, I’m going to write a series of blog posts about who our first child might become. We don’t know if we’re having a boy or a girl, so I’m going to alternate between posts.
What if our baby grows up to be a master chef?
As our budding restaurateur familiarizes herself with our kitchen, it’s likely there will be a few cuts and a burn or two. We’d better make sure to keep some bandaids and balms handy, just in case. And I expect it will be important to practice suppressing our gag reflexes for the inevitable disastrous flavour combos we’ll have to endure as the primary guinea pigs for our daughter’s culinary experimentation.
Think of the payoff, though! I can’t wait to get free meals at our little girl’s fancy restaurant, and see the looks on all the other guests’ faces as they enjoy their food. We’ll be so proud, and we’ll tell everyone we know to go and try our daughter’s signature dish, whatever that turns out to be.
It will be really awesome if our baby grows up to be a master chef. I can’t wait to watch it happen!