Mikey's job is to keep track of all my wood and metal utensils. He lays them out on the counter and hands me all the items I might need. Making cookies, mama? Hows about a meat pounder? No? Maybe a whisk? Wooden spoon? Here, take two!

Both girls help measure and pour. Sometimes we pour a little for the floor and the counter and the various mouths, but usually all the ingredients make it into the meal.

So if you come by my house unexpectedly, please forgive the mess on the floor. I've had a lot of help. And besides, if I clean it up what will Del do for an afternoon snack?
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