Cooking with Mom

After our pre-out with housing, which lasted all of five minutes, Emma and I started cooking. We were making breakfasts for Steven to take for his last week (next week) of being an instructor. Emma loves to help me cook, and I usually try to give her something to do since she likes to help. Today I let her stir and watch me in her high chair while she snacked on cheese and bananas. (I gave her bananas but she asked for the cheese when she saw me get it out.)  And at lunch she apparently decided she was going to 'cook.' She stacked bananas and cheese and topped it with a piece of noodle. It was a very nice presentation until she smashed it with her cup. Not like we were going to eat it anyway. :) 

Her masterpiece

All done!

Apparently cooking is exhausting

Pop! We tell Emma to "pop up like toast" when she falls down.

Part of Steven's breakfasts, for those who are wondering.

I walked outside and found her petting the dog, very nicely.