Mama's lil helper

Every night seems like such a fight to try to make dinner with Noe hanging off my legs always wanting to be held. Finally I figured, why fight it? She just wants to be part of the fun. So I let her play with the oven mitt and plop her on the counter while I make dinner. She loves "helping" and she gets to sample everything to make sure it's up to her standards. :)



Another beach day with Noe on the nose.