This week we've had quite a bit to do in the kitchen. With everything going on at church, I've been a mad woman, baking cookies and desserts. Last night we had to make some things for our family for the week and Zoe was my helper.
First up was some muffins. They are her breakfast of choice right now. If you know Zoe, getting her to eat anything in the morning can be a challenge, so if she's into something we make it. I sat her on the counter and we began our muffin making.
She poured the oil in all by herself. Then some water. Then she stirred. I grabbed one egg while she was stirring thinking that she was distracted. She immediately dropped her spoon and grabbed the other egg. I figured since these were her muffins, we could risk an egg shell fiasco.
To my surprise, she was perfect. No egg shells, nothing. I was completely impressed and congratulated her for a bit too long. I got her look. The one that says, "I'm no longer related to you if you keep doing that."
After we got the muffins in the oven, we moved onto sandwiches for daddy's lunch today. She laid the cheese, turkey and lettuce on the sandwiches like she's a Subway sandwich artist.
I had no idea she was ready for culinary school. Move over Rachael, a new chef's in town.
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