HOT!

Thursday night, Rachel was my sous chef. As I grabbed a hot pad to get the food out of the oven, Rachel came over and "asked" for the hot pad. (By ask, I mean she pointed at it and said what sounds like "huh"?). I gave it to her, and she put it on her hand. I grabbed another one for myself- which she also requested. So...she got that one too. Then she walked around the kitchen with mitts on both hands saying, "hot. hot. HOT."

Move over Emerill. There's a new girl in town!