3 Little Bakers or Little Mess Makers?

As I was taking care of a few things on the computer, I could hear some chattering along with the clanging of dishes in the kitchen. I could hear my kids speaking in fake English accents and the sound of water running in the sink. I peeked around the corner and asked what they were up to. "We're chefs!", they replied. "Oh how wonderful" I said sarcastically, as I felt the crunch of spilled dry cereal underneath my feet. I lifted up my shoe to brush it off and couldn't help notice the evidence everywhere of their "chefness". Several bowls of water were sloshed on the table swirlled with salt, pepper, paprika, cinnamon, sugar and rice crispies. "Yum!" I said. "Looks like you guys have been busy. How long do you guys plan on being 'chefs' this morning?"