This is Quinn, "helping" me make cookies this afternoon. I use the term "helping" loosely because allowing Quinn to help me cook is like setting off a runaway train at the top of a mountain. She very quickly takes over! She's not content with the jobs I give her and she always wants to do more. You know the old adage, "Give them an inch and they'll take a mile"? That's Quinn. I let her stir and she wants to open the oven door. If we're involved in a cooking project I literally cannot turn my back on her. I just know that perseverance and determination is going to serve her well one day. It might even do well for her in a career as a chef, or a "cooker", which is what she says she'd like to be when she grows up. Well, at least that what she says today. Tomorrow it will be something different. And can you tell the child is a ham? What a pose!