Top Chef is one of only two reality tv shows that I love (the other being Project Runway). There's no way I would want to be a top chef. But it would be nice to be able to whip up a nice meal or munchable batch of cupcakes now and then.
Lately I've been doing the baking thing with TLM, and I know she just loves to stand on a chair and break eggs or stir muffin batter until it's all over the floor. Unfortunately, we haven't managed to produce many items that she will actually eat - the pikelets were a bland, shapeless mess; the bran and banana muffins turned out fine, but TLM won't eat them (not enough chocolate chips, I'm guessing); and the cheese muffins were a hit only until the third bite.
The only things we've made - with or without TLM's assistance - which I'd call a success, have been 1) gingerbread and 2) muesli bars. At the very least, this means she won't have to live off raisins and crackers at daycare.
There are only two reasons I persist in this wannabe-Nigella thing. One is the idea that homemade versions are more healthy than the factory-made ones. The other is that it's messy fun with potential for yumminess.