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I learned to cook with my daughter. We started a year and half ago and now both love it. If you follow this blog, you probably already know I didn’t always love cooking. My hubby is a great cook, but me, not so much. Or that is, until I actually started cooking. You can’t call yourself a bad cook until you do it on a regular basis. Once I started measuring flour and sauteing broccoli with my little helper, things just started to taste good. My 3-year old can’t wait to whip up pancake batter or prepare a green salad. She gets out her own plastic knife, cutting board, and stool and is thrilled as she cuts the bell peppers into strips. If you are not already cooking with your kids, check out these ten reasons to bring Olivia and Ethan into your kitchen.
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