Just us.

Harrison is my official sous chef. Whenever he hears the slightest clink of my mixing bowls or scrape of my spatula, he's right under my nose, in my face, excited, willing, curious and helpful (!??) "what are we making today Mom?" he says with a grin, unable to contain his excitement. This is usually my favorite time of the day, just Harrison and I (with Henry banging measuring spoons on his high chair tray, and Maya off practicing her letters) we get to work. We'll talk, measure, pour, sing, dance around the kitchen, stir and create. 



Ready for the oven, whole wheat oatmeal cookies, Harrison scooped these on the tray all by himself..... can you tell?

Man, I love this kid....