Munchkin nodded vigorously and said, "Of course. I didn’t let Grandma help me with anything.”
I could see that he was proud of himself.
"I'm going to let everyone have a taste of my meatballs today," said Munchkin as he drew a big circle in the air with his arms. It was as though he would be preparing everyone's dinner tonight.
"Okay. You've already stolen the show for preparing the meatballs. Let me help you with the rest." The maid took the initiative to pick up the plate filled with meatballs.
Munchkin knew he was not allowed to go near the stove. That was why he did not stop her.
We rested in the living room for a while. Then, the maid called for us for dinner. The whole family sat at the dining table, chattering away as we had our dinner.
I took a bite of Munchkin’s meatballs and nodded. "Tastes good."
"It's good, right?" Petra chimed in." Munchkin guided me when we were preparing the meatballs. I followed his recipe to prepare the meatballs. I thought of adding some extra seasoning into them, but I didn't expect the meatballs to taste so good when I tried it."
What Petra said was considered a compliment to the adults, but Munchkin did not think so.
"Grandma, you don't believe me," said Munchkin.
Oops, it was just a slip of the tongue. What I mean is, I didn't expect you to be so talented in cooking. You surprised me," replied Petra.
Munchkin grinned happily when he heard something like that. Only then did he realize that we were praising him.
"Grandma, don’t worry. I'll make more delicious meatballs for you next time. After I learn how to make good meatballs, I'll make another dish from another country. I’ll make croquettes for you!”
"Croquettes?” I was a little confused.
"He's talking about croquettes," Grayson explained to us.
It suddenly dawned on Theo and me.
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