This morning I woke up to the sound of pots and pans banging. Tom had already left for work, so I knew that Owen was up to no good. I got up and went to the kitchen to ask him what he was doing. And he says, "Hi Mama! I wanna make breakfast."
"You do? What do you want to make?
He had pulled out a sauce pan, and a miniature Jo!e Egg frying pan, which looks like this:
And he explains that he wants to "cook eggs and cer-we-ou.""You want to make eggs and oatmeal?"
"We mama!" with a huge nod.
So, I pulled out the foot stool, and Owen stood at the stove, very excited to help make breakfast. He stirred the oatmeal, even flipped the egg, and even added the raisins to the oatmeal (he learned quickly that it is best to drop the raisins in, and not place them in: oatmeal is HOT). He especially liked the salt and pepper shaker; breakfast was VERY seasoned. Mmmm, delicious.
Holy Cow, I don't think I have ever seen that boy so excited to eat, and the best thing is that he ate his entire breakfast! Wow, I think I will have him help with dinner from now on if he eat everything he makes that well. I love having a little helper!
