The times it's not so cute is when one of us is cooking, it's not just "up-peese" it's "up-peese. elp, elp, up-peese" (up, please. help, help) it really all just sounds like jibberish.
However, she is now tall enough to stand on a chair and "elp". I will let her help with cookies or lunch, Greg lets her help when he is juicing...and by help I mean eat all the veggies and fruit he cuts up...
