Hands down, Noah’s new favorite place to be is in the kitchen. He’s like his daddy that way.
If the fridge is open, he’s there. If the sink is turned on, he comes running. The clank of putting dishes away is music to his ears. He even puts his apron on himself & tries to muscle his helping stool into position.
Not the most efficient way to get supper fixed or clean the kitchen, but it really doesn’t get much sweeter than this:
Take note toddler ladies – we are learning him up early. And believe me, you want a man who knows his way around a kitchen. Let’s just hope his Bowen genes will pull through and he won’t need a stool at that point.