One of Spencer's favorite things to do is help me cook. As soon as it looks like I might do anything of consequence in the kitchen, his little feet patter over to the chair, he pushes it over while saying "help me! help me!" which in two-year old speak means "I'm coming to help you!"
He loves to help me measure and dump. He holds my hand as I whisk and stir. He's learning about all different types of food, experimenting with their colors and textures.
I hope the kitchen is always a place of gathering for us. I hope it becomes a place for nourishment, for both body and spirit. A place where I can learn about my children and they can hopefully learn something from me.