Sammers has not let up in the "you chef" arena.
He wants be right there participating in all meal preparation.
It's super cute and I am happy to let him help.
He has to put everything in the pot and demands, "Sammy do it, or I want to try, or my personal favorite- I wanna be you chef."
He usually stands on a stool, but this particular morning he was sitting on the counter beating his eggs. JB was making his favorite breakfast and Sammers was not going to be left behind.
The daddy breakfast scramble.
It is yummy!
If I could freeze him this age I would. For a few more years at least.