As you already know, Chubbs is really into cooking. He has his own set of mixing bowls, utensils, "pots" and such, and usually spends most of his morning "cooking" me food in his "kitchen". Most of the time, he lets me taste noodles, egg omelette, and some other concoction I can't decipher.
I give him pasta for lunch almost every other day (I have five different pastas on rotation), and recently, I've let him "cook" his pasta before I do. He tosses the pasta pieces around in his mixing bowl, stirs them about, scoops them from the bowl to the sift, pours them from bucket to bucket, tries to sneak one into his mouth when I'm not looking, etc. It's good fun watching him and this simple activity occupies him for 30min :)
Very reluctant to take a break from cooking and look up at the camera.
Busy transferring pasta from Point A to B to C.
Pouring everything neatly into the mixing bowl.
The most amazing part of it all, is when it's time for us to actually cook his lunch, he insists that I carry him, and stand around for the full 10min, watching the noodles bob up and down in the boiling water. Not much excitement to me, but he's fascinated! Ten whole minutes of just standing there, staring at pasta pieces as they jiggle in hot water and plump up. Riveting.
