When I was little I was infamous for always asking people "whatcha eating?" I think it was a mix between curiosity and wanting to taste everything everyone ever ate. I loved food. I loved cooking it, eating it and shopping for it and I still do. Well, maybe not quite as much as I used to because I now have dietary or monetary restrictions, but I still love food!
Fast forward to now. I was standing in the kitchen the other day, cooking up something or another, and my son walked in. He pushed a chair up next to me and promptly climbed up and leaned over my bowl. He then looked up at me and proceeded to say "Mamma, whatcha makin'?" "Can I have some?"
My heart melted just a little that day :)
