This weekend, she was 'helping' in the kitchen. And by 'helping', I mean being underfoot, the way toddlers can be.
I gave her bowls/cups, colored rice, and some scoops and let her have-at so she could 'bake' too.
She was interested, kinda.
But what she was REALLY excited about? Me coming back upstairs with the broom and dustpan.
She literally danced at the top of the stairs while saying "Mom-mom, yay! sweep! broom!"
And then made a good faith effort to sweep with a broom 2x her size.