In what is quickly becoming a regular part of our evening routine, Miles helped Jaclyn prepare dinner again this evening.
“The first thing we need to do is boil some water for the cauliflower.”
“Just don’t put it in my juice!” was Miles’s only demand.
Of course, there’s only so much prep work a three-year-old can do, but he did have the honor of plopping the meatballs in the frying pan.
The end result was one of the best dinners ever prepared in the Martin household, thanks obviously to Miles’s innate culinary aptitude.
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