I just made hotdog buns with my youngest. He wanted to help, so he got to put the pans in the oven(cold) and he tried to make one bun(as the dog tried to eat it from the bottom of his hands, its safe she didnt eat it). As he put in one full pan of buns he sniffed each one, then he turned around and made his one bun and put that pan in the oven. I couldnt figure out why it was taking him so long to put them in. I asked him what he was doing and his reply was "I am giving each one a kiss." Told him we needed to turn on the stove light so the buns can grow, he runs over and turns it on then runs into the livingroom and turns on the kitchen light, double the light means they grow quicker to a 3 year old I guess. He really likes hotdogs, we normally buy the buns but I decided to just make them this time. It was very cute but I wish he wouldnt have kissed all of them because he is sick. Oh well, he had fun and got to get a little oily. Now it's wait for the oldest to get home, complete homework, have a picnic of hot dogs and jello then obedience class for the dog then bed. Kids are coming with to "puppy class" and going to play quietly behind me, if I am lucky Hubby will be off early enough to sit with them and be able to watch as well. If not, they will do ok behind me and the older one will take the other to the bathroom and make sure he has clothes on when he leaves the room as well.
There are days were I swear we live in a nudist house, I swear the neighbors think we are, summer the kids are in underwear running in the backyard and right now the youngest is potty training and thinks it is funny to "lose" his big boys every 5 minutes.