Knives

Carson got knives for Christmas from Papa. He is pretty dang stoked about them. We have them stored in a separate location from the families knives, to make sure no one else uses them. The other night Cars asked if he could make dinner to try out his new knives. I am no idiot... I said SURE! I asked him what he would be making, and he said tacos. He cut up everything himself, made the tortillas, set the table, the whole works. It was awesome. And what did I do, mother of the year? I sat and did a puzzle while he cooked. It was so cool. I love the stage they are in. They still like us, but they are independent and fun.
Tonight Carter asked if he could make the salad. I told him that was fine. Cars wanted to cut up the fresh veggies for dinner (I NEVER thought I would make a salad and have fresh veggies at meals. I was lucky to get dinner made at one point!) so he says to Chet, "Hey dad! Do you want to see my knives in action!?" He was so proud. I love my little family!!!