Yesterday was Sunday.
I had some errands to run.
Nate wanted tortillas.
I didn't want to make them.
Sierra volunteered.
Before I left she asked if the recipe said, three cups of oil.
I said, "No, a third a cup of oil."
I was nervous to leave her but I figure it was the best way for her to learn.
I came back and Madison was cooking tortillas.
Nate was eating them.
Sierra was rolling them out.
I asked her why she didn't use the press.
She said she forgot about it.
She did great.
Yeah for a daughter old enough to cook.
I went to bed thinking of all they amazing ways this was going to change my life.
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