Almost every day I says "r. helfel" (r. helping), climbs up on his stool and tries to steal my stirring spool, cutting board or whatever I am busy with. Since last week he has his very own little kitchen. Improvised with two old stools we're no longer using and a few small scale kitchen utensils we've already had at hand. He's in heaven. "Kochen! r.! selber!"
His favorite is the cake pan. We've never baked so many cakes before. ;-)
