This particular day we needed a chicken cooked. Fun Girl just grosses out over whole chickens. I do remember being a teenager girl and freaking out about them as well. Except, my dad wanted me to chop it up and fry it. That went over like a ton of bricks much to my Dad's frustration. My kids have it easy. Just rinse the bird out, make sure nothing is inside, put it in the cookware.
Well the commotion in the kitchen was absolutely crazy. Fun Girl is offering to clean the kitchen. (She despises this chore, only slightly less than laundry!) Will Hockey Player please prep the chicken?? He doesn't know how. Fun Girl offers to tell him what to do, standing over his shoulder she gives instructions. Little Princess runs for my phone to take pictures. There were like 20 plus pictures on my phone when all was done and over.
Dinner was perfect!
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