Too Many Chefs in the Little Tykes Kitchen....

“Time to go!” I hollered upstairs to my little ducklings. I was eager to get them loaded and off for some grocery shopping.

“I’m busy.”

Busy?

Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that she was indeed busy.

Teetering in her Princess high heels, my two year old was manning the Little Tykes kitchen. Pots were clanking. Soup was bubbling. The timer was ticking. Something mysterious was baking. And the kettle was on.

Busy was the word.

“Maybe you can finish later,” I suggested.

“No. I busy.”

Between all the pots and brews, it was apparent my little one needed another set of hands.

“Here, I’ll help you finish,” I offered.

“No.”

Apparently, there were too many chefs in the kitchen.

Not wanting to disrupt her creative flow, I chose a little Tom Foolery.

“This Fairy Spice Soup looks lovely. Mind if I taste it?” I asked.

I slurped the imaginary concoction enthusiastically, incorporating the loudest sound effects.

“Oh, no!! We forgot the Fairy Spice!!” I was hopeful my overacting wasn’t killing the scene.

Needless to say, soon after we were all quickly strapped in the minivan off to buy some more fairy spice.

And milk, eggs and bread….

After all, when in Rome….