Today began as a cold, gloomy, rainy Saturday. I was prepared for a rather boring day since there was no chance of Outside adventures. Betsy and I tried to entertain ourselves on the internet. That is when things began looking up.We found a "Kitchen Challenge" on our favorite webgroup. We decided it would be a lot of fun to make something in the kitchen. Ms. Merriweather suggested perhaps we help fix lunch for mama. So we all went into a room we seldom see in our house (mama doesn't see much of it either)...the kitchen. We began our adventure by reading the directions to fix a "frozen pizza." It really was frozen solid!
As Hitty Rowan read the directions (Birdie tried to help, but she doesn't read much yet), Betsy, Nim, and I explored the kitchen. We found some interesting creatures called the "egg people." They were very friendly and eager to talk to us. I don't think they have much company since nobody ever goes in the kitchen.
Nim found a fun lookout point. It may have another use, but the egg people have never seen it used for anything at all.After reading the pizza directions, Hitty Rowan said the first thing we had to do was to "preheat the oven." The rest of us weren't quite sure how to do that, but Hitty Rowan was able to manage it.
After the pre-heating came the fun part....unpacking the pizza! It was a group effort, since it was a big pizza. First, we managed to open the box.
We found that the pizza was actually wrapped in plastic inside the box. We did team work again to get it unwrapped.
Finally, we managed to drag it onto a pizza pan. Mama had to put the pizza in the oven, since it is not really safe for little wood, vinyl, and resin people to be that close to hot objects.
While the pizza was cooking, we talked more with the egg people. 
When it was finished cooking, we all got to share lunch together. But, mama wouldn't include a picture of that since she kind of overestimated the cooking time and was rather embarrased to include photos of a slightly burnt around the edges pizza, especially after all the effort we had put into helping in the kitchen. Apparently, mama is used to slightly burnt things coming from the kitchen since she didn't seem to mind eating the pizza one bit. The egg people were happy to see us eating something actually cooked in the kitchen and are hoping it happens again soon, although they said they are really not optimistic about it. Maybe we can visit them again just for fun, even if no cooking happens.
