I was searching through the channels last night...avoiding the State of the Union Address (#guilty) when I came across Master Chef Junior.  So I stopped and watched it.  It was about kids, children, little ones, snot bags, minors, juveniles, dickens...whatever you call these little spawns...and they could cook.  I'm speechless. 

When I say cook, I don't mean Ramen noodles or melting cheese on a bagel.  These kids were cooking like they were professional chefs.  I can't even pronounce some of the things they prepared.  Now, I have 6 kids.  Count them...1.2.3.4.5.6!  Not one of them can even boil water without burning it.

Watching this show, I imagined what life would be like to come home and have a gourmet meal all prepared by one of my children.  Yea, I'm laughing too.  Cheers.

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