"helping"

Miles must be in the middle. Always. Especially when in the kitchen. He pulls a chair or stool, gets up and is ready to help. His little fingers are everywhere at once. I spend all my time making sure he doesn't grab a knife, glass, plate, the hot stove, etc. Cooking takes double the time. But his curiosity is sweet, even though it takes PATIENCE (which lately I don't have too much of). I try to explain to him what I am doing - sauteing onion (no, you can't eat the onion raw - he will anyway), cooking pasta, cutting tomatoes (he wants to do the cutting).

Same goes with cleaning the dishes. It creates a big mess - again patience- and eventually we will get all the dishes cleaned together. I can't complain about him wanting to help, right? Maybe he can start cooking dinner in December when we don't have time and clean the kitchen afterwards. Who cares about potty training - making dinner and cleaning the kitchen are more important.