Cooking 101

Recently we have begun to join the "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em school of parenting", and we loaded all lower cabinets and drawers in the kitchen (the ones we couldn't put locks on) with various things Caroline could play with. Of course, we both (or maybe just me, Kevin seems to be much more realistic about these things) had visions of us doing our domestic thing in the kitchen while she happily sat with various bowls and spoons being precious. It's nice, but not the beautiful picture I imagined, as usually she ends up right where I need to be. And then there's the fact that she can find a certain metal cake pan no matter where we put it, and delights in alternately banging it on the ceramic tyle and throwing it into the air to hear the loud bang it makes when it falls. I guess you can't win them all. Here's a short clip of her first day with her new "toys".

Remind anyone of the story of my 4H demo in grade school???