Here we are this afternoon, doing some garden housekeeping that should have been done long ago. Flora in the hand-me-down Baby Bjorn, Bruce in his bicycle helmet (we had just returned from a walk/ride), we pulled up the basil carcasses and cut back the lemongrass.
While cutting back the lemongrass, my boy makes me proud. He says,
"I want to have some Tom Kha Gai."
It makes me proud because:
He knows he is cutting back lemongrass.
He knows lemongrass is an ingredient in Tom Kha Gai.
He likes Tom Kha Gai and wants to eat some.
Maybe one day he'll be a great chef.