Make a three course dinner. No help.
He insisted on leveling ingredients for the cookies. I grew inpatient during step number one.
Watch him cry through making onions.
I shoved a piece of bread in his mouth.
Realize something didn't go quite right.
Remind him that there were some lovely cookies there.
Dry rub.
Ask for a photo with his dinner.
And get this.
He did amazing; really, he made the croutons. He may make it on his own some day!
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