Mama's Little Helper

My wife was making an apple upside-down cake today (she'll tell you it's a pie, but it's clearly not round). Besides, she put the crust on the top, baked it, and then flipped it upside-down to get it out of the pan. So, obviously an apple upside-down cake. Anyway, I'm right, she's wrong...so it shall be written, so it shall be done.

Troy, nosey little munchkin that he is, was standing next to her, grabbing the counter and trying to pull himself up to a better vantage point. Frustrated and whining because he still couldn't see exactly what she was doing up there without him, my wife pulled the stool over for him. So, she carefully poured the crust batter into the pan, while Troy (up on his tiptoes) scrutinized her every movement, offering babbling advice when he felt it necessary.

It was the cutest little thing to watch the two of them together.