I was getting ready for church on Sunday and Kate said "I'm going to make lunch"(she calls every meal lunch) and I assumed she meant in her pretend kitchen so I said okay.  She disappeared and I heard some shuffling in the kitchen.  Curious, I peeped around the corner.  She had pulled a chair up to the counter, gotten out the oatmeal, opened it and had a measuring cup in her hand!  I guess she'll be cooking on her own soon!  At least she was going for something healthy.  That's my girl!