A while back, the Big Fella took it upon himself to start baking bread on a Sunday afternoon. It's good bread and much appreciated, but this Sunday, he's decided to make pizza instead. I'm looking forward to it - I tasted some of the pizza he made in Food Tech and it was spot on.
Pardon me for twittering on about it, but it's really nice when your thirteen year-old decides he's going to cook the family dinner. It makes me think we raised him right.
Of course, nobody's perfect - the Big Fella wants to be a barrister when he grows up. But we're not responsible for that. I blame one of Mac's old friends - he sets too good an example. Taking him as a guide, you'd be inclined to overrate the whole profession.