Dear Marge,
Today is the very first time you prepared food. Your mom and i were there, but we weren’t totally there. We were busy stuffing ourselves with chilli crabs, homemade ice cream, medium rare steak, and more. A LOT more...But you supposedly put together the little bite-sized pizza you and your nanny-of-the-day brought to the table. You were proud of it, your mom and i were both amazed and said our “wows.”
We totally neglected to take photos of your first food foray. We were already half an hour out of the hotel when your mom exclaimed that we didn’t take photos, and even worse, didn’t even take a single bite. We’re bad parents. Photo on the upper right is sort of what your little pizza looked like.
The photo at left is obviously you. You were totally knocked out after all the fringe buffet food you downed at the Hyatt’s Market Cafe (photo below). And yes, pointlessly, this is the first time you made food, and we didn’t even take a bite.Sorry, baby. Won’t happen again. We’ll try everything you make next time, even if it means a week’s worth of diarhea.
Love you.
Dad
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