Bloody Masterchef...

I blame YOU, MASTERCHEF, for all the carrot peelings across my kitchen table and itty bitty bits of cut up fruit everywhere. My 2 youngest kids (4 & 7) have been 'playing' Masterchef this afternoon - arranging concoctions of things on plates and naming themselves after the contestants on the show - although of course my Claire is always the one named Claire...
And speaking of my Claire - I think she fell in love with one of the next door neighbour boys today simply by something he said. He was over at our house playing 'boy' things and Claire and her little friend asked them if they would be the judges for Masterchef, kind of expecting them to not be into it. Then he said "Have you got pieces of paper so we can write our scores down?" and the look on her face...well, I can just imagine in her head she was going "Oh.My.God...I'm going to marry you".
But you're still not forgiven Masterchef......