Little Chef

Emmett seems to know when I am trying to get dinner started. He always gets fussy and wants to be held. I can only balance him on my hip for so long while I am trying to cook though. I brought his bouncy seat in to the kitchen thinking he would play with his toys and be ok with the fact that he was at least in the kitchen. Nope. So in a moment of desperation, with ground beef burning on the stove, I started handing him kitchen utensils. This satisfied him and has now become our regular routine. The dogs avoid the kitchen when Emmett is "helping" with dinner because he has swatted them in the face with the spatula a few times. To be fair, he has done that to himself as well so I doubt it's intentional. ;)