For the past month or so, they have loved standing at the counter and "helping" me make food. It started with oatmeal - they push the buttons on the microwave, help me stir, and shake the cinnamon on top. Here they're helping me make a bagel with cream cheese and jelly for their afternoon snack. It's usually a debacle of cream cheese and jelly eating, but it's fun for them. They also like to point out all the dirty dishes, make their sound for "yuck" and tell me that I should wash them. I tell them that daddy washes the dishes (we've been splitting that duty lately), so then they say "yuck" and "dada." They've seen me do dishes a lot lately, though, so most of the time it's "yuck" and "mama." Thanks, sweets.
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