Christopher loves to help me cook. Last night, I had him carry a loaf of bread up from the freezer in the basement while I carried up some other stuff. He then grabbed his step stool, brought it to the stove, grabbed a pan, lid, and spoon, and took it all over to the stove, put in the bread, and stirred it around a little. What a funny kid.
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