my goddaughter Bailey
Yeah, I know... I have nothing to do with their creation, really. But I must have something to do with it considering how exceptional all my godchildren are. Even if it's just that I have the good sense to make friends with people who produce beautiful children. I think I should be able to get credit in there somewhere.
My sweet Bailey has been a joy to me since the day my friend Jenny called to tell me the ultrasound showed it was a girl and that I was going to be her godmother. I was in love with that fuzzy creature on the ultrasound picture, but then she was born and has had me wrapped around her finger ever since.
Her mom Jenny is a great mom (I mean, she's no godmother... but we'll give her credit anyway) and is conscientious about making good food and healthy choices for her family. One of their favorite channels is the Food Network and Bailey took a liking early on to Rachael Ray.
(Me and Bailey back in her days of cooking like Rachael Ray)
One afternoon a few years ago Miss Bailey was at the dining room table with her play dough "cooking" up a storm. She was using her best Rachael Ray voice while instructing an imaginary audience on the art of cutting, chopping and all other things cooking-related. (Let's just say she surpassed her godmother in the cooking department even when she only had play dough to create with). Bailey had gotten quiet and seemed to be done with her play cooking, but just as Jenny was about to get her attention and ask her a question, Bailey popped her head back up with a smile and said...
"And, we're back."
Apparently, even a chef dealing with play dough and an imaginary audience needs to take a commercial break.
(I take full credit for their creativity, too. Because, well, it's my blog and who's going to stop me?)