The Acorn doesn't fall very far: Tomato Bisque

Chris is very organized and meticulous.  He will re-load the dishwasher after me.   Every sock is folded a exactly the same way.  His omelets look like props.  Me?  Remember the name of this site?   If you go into his bathroom, all of his sunscreens are lined up by SPF. 

He told me before I met Little Grace Pretty Face (LGPF) that when he took her to lunch one day and she held her hair back with one hand when she was eating her soup, he knew she was growing up.

The first time I cooked with LGPF, I let her measure out the dry ingredients for whatever we were making.  She’s very good at math and fractions.  Most of it ended up on the floor, but that didn’t bother me.  These days, she wants to get the spoon into the pot, which means she is standing by an open flame. 

She was helping me make her favorite soup, which is Tomato Bisque with chicken and rice (otherwise known as Grace's Favorite Soup), and I nearly had a heart attack when I realized she was inadvertently pushing the pan off the flame trying to hold hair back, and with the other was reaching with her sleeve over it to stir.

So when I was standing at the check-out aisle, I saw a display card full of little hair bands and scrunchies, in assorted colors and sizes.  Perfect. 

I just left the card on her bathroom counter.