Since I was a little girl being in the kitchen was just a part of life. I loved helping, creating, tasting and sharing as a result of time in the kitchen. One thing I have dreamed about was the day that I had children to share in this passion.
When we woke up Monday morning it just felt like a waffle kinda day and it occurred to me that my little helper might want to take part in making our breakfast.
Let me just tell you this girl was all business, she's going to be a serious helper. You won't find her taking any breaks or forgetting her tasks.
Yup....raw egg doesn't taste so good. She didn't do any "sampling" again.
I can't wait for more kitchen adventures and messes. The flour that dusted the kitchen, batter that ran down the high chair and onto the floor is worth every bit of sharing in this passion together.