Cooking class

Avery wanted to make Beaver french toast, so we turned it into a cooking lesson. He made it all by himself and was very proud of it. Yesterday he said he wanted to run his own restaurant - so I went along with that and we ended up baking cookie "products" and selling milk and cookies for 5 cents each. He made a menu board, dressed up in his finest waitor clothes, went to the neighbors to round up some "customers". I was the cook, so he took the orders and took their money (which I snuck into their hands on the way in the door), and gave them a receipt. A little impromptu business class never hurts, right? Wish I would have gotten a picture of his little waitor suit!