He flipped to the page he had dogeared and put it on the counter, sideways so he could look as well as hers, "This one," he said pointing to the recipe for roasted fowl.
"I went to store and got everything on the list here," and then he used his fingers to turn to another chapter further back, "And that looked good, Garlic Potatoes. I could actually eat that."
He looked up at her with a grin, "I am getting into the idea of actually eating what I make. Mum's got all sorts of things she wants to show me. The owl from her was pretty cool, actually. Who knew cooking would make her proud of me?"
He scratch the back of his head, shrugging and smiling, "Now, the one I REALLY want to impressed has started to sit up a bit and notice. So, what do you think? Really hard? Will we still have time to work in a dance lesson Luna? That would absolutely suprise the heck out of her."