The Natural

me helping in the kitchen by putting Swedish Fish in between my toes

One of my fondest memories as a child was "helping" my dad make cinnamon rolls. I couldn't really do much (in reality I couldn't really do anything that was actually helpful), but I was very good at showing him where to sprinkle the cinnamon and sugar before he rolled up the dough. I would sit up on the counter, he would sprinkle and I would say "you missed a spot," and he'd sprinkle and I'd point and say, "now sprinkle some here." Obviously, I was a natural in the kitchen.