the baker

Ava:  Mom, can I please bake banana bread?
Me:  How can I resist a girl in a chef hat, sure you can.
Ava: Okay, but I don't want ANY help, okay?  Not even a little.  I can do it.
Me:  Uh...sure.  Why not.
Then, much to my delight, this chef did her own dishes! (and if you listen carefully, a mini-concert)  She doesn't know I'm recording...it's kind of long but to me it's priceless.  This is what happens a lot in our house.  It really captures who Ava is at seven.