I almost dropped my teeth when I walked into my kitchen not long ago and saw this!
Needless to say, I thought "OMG, what are you letting her do??" (directed toward my daughter who, of course, was standing near my five-year-old granddaughter's precious fingers). "Don't worry," says my daughter, "We do this all the time."
ALL THE TIME?? I'm used to her cutting things with a butter knife, but that's a sharp steak knife for crying out loud! Well, to the steak knife's credit, it's not really all that sharp!
My second thought was "BLOG!" and ran to grab my trusty camera...
One of the funniest things that Noli does is to yell "Wait for me! I want to help!" and runs off to grab her trusty stool and runs back in, plops it down, and jumps up on it ready to "do it myself"!! She's like a whirlwind. Like the Roadrunner zooming away from Wile E. Coyote in the cartoons.
So, after I calmed down a bit, I stood back and watched. And she did a great job of chopping and cooking veggies for our spaghetti dinner!
Now, if I could only get her to clean up.....