It just occured to me:
My son isn’t so in love with eating toast that he wants it morning, noon, and night. In fact, it’s the only food he is able to get from start to finish all by himself with little to no interference by me. I just watch him, for safety sake. He is adept at making his own toast and loves that he can do this one thing related to cooking “all by himself”.
He yearns to be a chef of sorts. You can tell by what he makes with his playdoh and other toys.
I just heard his toast pop.
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It’s so nice that he gets to cook for himself! How he’s growing. I remember when all Peanut would eat was pb&j for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Ah the phases they go through!