Baby Zi is following in his big brother’s footsteps when it comes to joining me in the kitchen. I was chopping for another pot of ratatouille, and gave him a plastic knife and some zucchini and peach slices to squish. Mr. Smarty now knows where the utensils are kept, and chose instead a measuring cup and spoon. Then he went digging in the sugar bowl, carefully scooping out a pile of sweet whiteness onto the counter.
This was when Mama Zi had to take a big swig of Chill and not freak about the sticky mess and how the sugar will bring in the ants I’ve been battling all summer. I may have had to wipe up the counter, chair, floor and most of Baby Zi; but I also got dinner ready without having to turn on Elmo or losing my mind.