If possible, Pacey would make cupcakes every single day. She absolutely loves it when I ask if she wants to make cupcakes. She takes a chair from the kitchen table and pushes it to the counter, climbs up, and pushes up her sleeves. Then she looks at me and says, "Ready mommy." That is when I know it is time for her to dump the mix in the bowl, pour the pre-measured oil and water in, and squeal in delight as I crack the eggs. Her next job, while I mix, is to put the paper in the muffin tins. She counts them as she puts them in. It impresses me that she can count to 12 (and backwards from 5, thank you very much!). Once I am done mixing, she is always ready to lick the mixers. It is so fun to bake with her, she brings renewed joy to the entire process. She peeks through the oven window and watches them bake, when they come out, she climbs back on her chair and blows on them to cool them down. When we ice them, she puts the sprinkles on…….. one……….at…………a…………..time. It is a long, but incredibly adorable process. Daddy and Bampa love cupcake nights too!!!