Some days I love "the help" in the kitchen and some days I really don't. I do realize though that I won't always have a little one sitting on the counter by me, asking over and over again to lick the spoon. The day will come when I'll be in the kitchen all alone wondering where the kids are and why they aren't keeping me company while I work. So until then, I will try to be grateful for these little hands and the little voices saying, "my turn" while helping me pour the ingredients, sometimes twice because the first one gets poured onto the counter.....
Sunday, September 24, 2017
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Cute girl.
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