No. Every time I get an onion out he thinks its time to cut cut cut. He can dice an onion like a whiz. You may have to pick most of it out of the floor, but still.
He wanted soup the other day. He doesn't eat soup. But he wanted it. Thinking he might eat it if he has asked for it, and got the celery out of the fridge, I commenced to making soup. I happen to make a great veggie beef soup that cooks up quickly. It tastes like our school soup we use to love as kids. So he helps me cut up the celery, gets made because I was helping him this time instead of just letting him hack away, and trumps off. I make soup. The neighbor boy eats three bowls of soup. My Prince, looks at it and runs off. Doesn't touch a bite.
Then I figured out why he wanted the soup. Despereaux. He has been watching The Tale of Despereaux over and over and he wanted to be like the chef and make amazing soup for soup day.
He has also been watching the little Disney snips that show you how to make fun meals. We've tried some of these. I can never get them work well.
Oh did I say we? No I meant me. I try to make these things to get him interested in foods, but he starts and then runs off again. The kid is an eating machine, but only when it comes to mac n cheese, mashed potatoes and burgers. So yes, I make the crappy ooey gooey mess, and he doesn't even eat it.
He has been watching the Ratatouille snipet a lot lately, I am not looking forward to making that. Or eating it. I hate squash. UGH!
