Tiffany got out a big pot today and wanted to "egg, egg, cook". So I got out a little omlet pan for her. By herself, she sprayed the pan, cracked the eggs (she likes to sqeeze them, so we have to review to tap it on the counter first), 2 small eggshell pieces easy to take out, picked out a spatula and stirred it up, I added some salt and got a "Oh, thank you Mommy", then added her handful of cheese. Holy cow, when did she grow up. No, she didn't eat it. She served it to Stacy, who gladly accepted. She is very careful about getting burned, too. It's just built into her - I better take some cooking classes before she starts teaching ME how to cook.
Cleaned out our raspberry patch yesterday - I feel spring coming on!