Little Chef

Given how much Harry enjoys eating, it's probably no surprise he's trying to cook. No, we don't prop him up at the stove to make dinner. But at least twice a day he asks if he can make salad. And every day I slice up veggies and put them in separate bowls and let him assemble the greens. From there we've moved on to making meatballs (he smooshes all the ingredients together with his hands and dusts the balls with flour), he's even rolled whole trout in cornmeal. 'Fish sleeping," Harry informs us. And who are we to tell them they won't be waking up? I think maybe we'll get him a pint-sized toque blanche for Christmas.