Beatrice
I see it all the time. You’re trying to get dinner on the table, the clock is ticking, and a little voice pipes up from somewhere around your knees: “Can I help?” For a busy parent, those three words can sometimes feel like one more challenge in a day full of them. It’s so much faster to do it yourself, isn’t it? And cleaner, too.
Lucas
I see you there, standing in the kitchen aisle. In one hand, you’re holding a box of cake mix, maybe a funfetti one with rainbow sprinkles. In your mind, you’re picturing a magical afternoon with your little one, both of you in aprons, dusting flour on each other’s noses and creating a beautiful birthday masterpiece. But then, another picture pops into your head: flour covering every surface, eggs cracked on the floor, and a frosting-smeared toddler having a sugar-fueled meltdown.