The other night we were making dinner and Naomi wanted to help. So we put her in charge of the tomatoes.
(She is trying to cut the tomatoes with an ice cream scoop)
The next night I ask her if she wants to help with dinner. So she gets out all my measuring cups and leaves the kitchen. So I just continue with dinner. Right as I finish making dinner Naomi calls me from the table and says dinner's ready and that it's time to pray. I go to the table and this is what she made me for dinner.