Lately, every time I say it's time for me to make dinner, Gage yells "I help you, mama!" and runs to get his stool and stand next to me at the counter. I was peeling cukes the other day and he realllly wanted to help. I guess he is growing up, because I agreed, and just showed him where to hold the peeler and what not to touch, and away he went. He did a great job :-) Now...if only he would actually eat vegetables. I got him to eat cukes one day by dipping them in honey mustard (and never ate them again!), but he typically sees a veggie and says something along the lines of bleck, ick, yucky, or get that green thing off my plate!
