Lately Grayson has asked to help with fixing meals and snacks. I think mostly she's taken an interest because she gets tastes of whatever is on the menu. A few nights ago, we laid out the tortillas to get ready for bean and cheese quesadillas. I left for a minute to tend to Finley, came back, and this was what I found. Nibbles in each tortilla, right at her height. We laughed so hard. And then talked about how "helping" in the kitchen does not mean "eating" everything you're trying to prepare. Funny child.