Seeing how much he loved pretend cooking at school, I have made a point of letting J "help" me when I'm cooking. Now, as soon as he sees me getting out a mixing bowl, he exclaims "J help!" and "I get stool." It is pretty darn adorable and I can very rarely turn down his offer of "help" even with the significant amount of additional clean up and time it entails.
We baked V's first birthday cake this weekend and had to throw out the first batch because he added tumeric to the sugar. That boy can't resist a chance to "shake, shake" the spices, even if they aren't the right ones. Of course, his favorite part of the process is the "me taste it." And as you can see, he got a lot of tasting in on V's cake.
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