Olivia - Mommy, tan I help took dinner? (Can I help cook dinner?)
Me - Sure honey! But let's move the stool over here (as I move it away from the hot stove where she is currently trying to place it!!!)
Olivia - (seeing what's on the counter) Oooohhhhh! Cheese!
Me - Yep, we're grating cheese for our dinner. (as I turn away to wash a bowl at the sink)
Olivia - Yeah! I love cheese!
Olivia - (Silence)
Olivia - (runs out of the room) I'm going to pway (play) upstairs.
Me - Okay...see ya!
Upon returning to the cheese counter, this is the 'help' that I discover has occurred in the 30 seconds that I had my back turned.
Very helpful indeed!
3 comments:
Awesome! I love that girl ...
That's my girl(s). I would probably be inclined to do the same thing . . . including the running upstairs to "pway". Wish love to be there with the kids and you and your delicious dinner!!!
Oh, and Steve too!
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