Whenever I cook, Carson has a stool that we pull up so that he can watch and help. The other morning when I didn't have to be gone before we woke up I was making breakfast and when I was almost done he got off the stool and grabbed a lid for the pots. I tried to take it from him and put it away but he insisted on taking it with him to his highchair, so I let him.
He didn't want his food to get cold so he alternated the lid using it to keep the food he wasn't eating warm-genius!
over his eggs
On the bright side, it looks like he is self-training to be the dishwasher. That's my boy.