If I don't give my child a job when I'm getting dinner ready, I should be ready for a tantrum. She wants to do everything but wants nothing to do with the stove (it's hot!) So, she puts out silverware (counts the proper number), gets her milk out of the fridge, pours with help, sets napkins and plates if I hand them to her. She will crack eggs and open bags for me. She's actually pretty helpful, until she drops the big jug of lemonade all of the fridge because it was too heavy...and it doesn't have a cap on it.