Sunday night I was making some kid-friendly homemade egg rolls. This involved shredding cabbage, so I had my trusty zyliss salad knife out. Lincoln pulled up a stool, said, "I have a yellow knife too!" And grabbed his trusty ikea silverware.
We had to clink our knives. We clink a lot of things in our family. (Similar to clinking glasses while toasting.)
When Mr. Cool took over, Lincoln continued to help.
He was getting a bit frustrated that the cabbage was proving tricky, so he got some hands on help. He was quite the little sous chef--and he ate an egg roll!