Connor in the Kitchen (Again)

I've joked before that Connor knows his way around our kitchen better than Kevin does. It's still mostly true.

I found Connor standing on the stool in front of the kitchen counter yesterday afternoon, slicing open a kiwi fruit with a butter knife. He was doing a really good job.

The kicker: none of that stuff was already out. He had to fetch the stool, find the kiwi, open the drawer and get out a knife.

If he doesn't grow up to be a rock star, maybe he'll be a chef.