Today, my 18 year old niece Megan and I made a pot of chicken noodle soup. Megan loves chicken noodle soup and has been asking me how to make it for a while. She sent me a text last night asking if I could teach her to make it today. I was not prepared and had to go to the grocery store this morning to buy just about everything needed to make the soup, but I am glad that I did. Honestly, I did most of the work - chopping the veggies, simmering the chicken, watching the pot, making the noodles, cutting up the cooked chicken and adding it back to the soup, etc. Megan cut up at least one carrot and stirred the pot once or twice, but I guess that she was taking it all in. I think that the soup turned out well and she took a bowl with her and I delivered the remainder of the pot to my sister Bonnie, so that the family could have it for dinner. After she left, I poured the small container of soup that I had saved for myself in a bowl and took this picture before I ate it. I am thankful that I am well enough to have done this today! Hopefully, Megan will always have this special memory of learning to make chicken noodle soup. I know that I will.
