Today’s thankful: I don’t need to take a class -- again

Youngest was less than pleased with the food I presented to her highness for lunch. After the food battle over six bites of broccoli and homemade mac and cheese ensued. About an hour after she finished her last bite, she asked me if there was a class you could take to make sure you don’t kill anyone with your cooking. Well, there kind of is, but I have already taken and passed it. Instead of admitting to her that there is such a class, I opted instead to remind her that I haven’t managed to kill her with my cooking yet and don’t plan to start now.