Reese wanted to help me with dinner, as she always wants to help when I'm in the kitchen. We compromised by letting her use the oven mitts when I didn't need them. She thought it was great. Will thought she looked like a green and yellow crab.
Reese just chillin' on the rocking chair. She's fallen asleep early for the past two nights in a row. On one hand, it's nice that she isn't running amok right before bedtime, but on the other hand, I miss bedtime story and song. Isn't it the kid that's supposed to complain when those things get missed?
Luckily, Reese did some extra day-time reading with Daddy. I love her enthusiasm.