As Sydney reminded me today, cooking is what we do while looking after Katherine (since work and Katherine don’t mix). She likes her parents to be up and moving, entertaining her with their motions and stopping frequently to play with her (which she makes happen by going after some forbidden object). That means that we still cook a fair amount, though nothing that’s terribly fussy. In recent weeks we’ve made sweet potato crescent rolls, blue-potato soup, chili, pumpkin-rice pudding, citrus salad, marinated tempeh, and squash and lentil soup. Katherine has helped either by playing happily within eyesight or by riding along in the backpack when she wanted a bit more contact with us, and by eating pureed extras from most of the dishes.